"Haha! Why would I?" Elder Meng Ye waved his fan excitedly. "Don't worry. I haven't had the time to give your herbs bill from the previous month to Wan Zheng yet! It's not too late to show him when he comes back! During this period of time, you can take whatever herbs you want!"
After he said that, he smacked his lips, squinted his eyes, and leisurely said, "All these years, he has only accepted you as a disciple. He'll definitely dote on you like the apple of his eye. Hehe, I think he'll want to leave all his good items for you. What does this bit of herbs count for?"
The corner of Chu Liuyue's lips twitched as she faintly heard some hint of gloating over one's misery.
She politely bowed. "Thank you, Elder Meng Ye."
Then, she walked to the side and started picking the herbs seriously.
