However, Tang Yuxin couldn't help but feel a shiver run down her spine. Were they planning to uproot her life as cruelly as they would a small sapling?
She bowed her head, continuing to thread the wooden board in her hands; she could already fully feel the force required for each needle insertion.
The newly erected house had a distinct smell of raw wood. However, it wasn't unpleasant; rather, the scent of the wood brought her closer to nature. Although it wasn't as restorative as being surrounded by the aroma of various herbs initially, it was still not bad.
"Learn well," Chen Zhong said with a beaming smile, showing no signs of discomfort despite losing so many things. In fact, he seemed to feel a sense of relief.
Yes, maybe it was a kind of relief. It was better without the herbal books, better without the herbs. He could forget about his past, his identity, his life before, and just focus on mentoring his little apprentice.
