The next morning.
The east was tinged with red, and everything was waking up.
"Brother Li, good morning."
Li Shida had arrived early, waiting in front of the mansion doors with his men.
At that moment, Zhao Rong and a still sleepy Su Xiaoxiao stepped out and saw him.
Zhao Rong greeted them with a smile.
"Teacher Lin, Fairy Lan, good morning."
While Li Shida spoke, his gaze was drawn entirely to the zitan wood box in Zhao Rong's hands.
"Teacher Lin, is, is that the spiritual medicine?"
"Yes, young master Qin's life depends entirely on it."
Zhao Rong passed by Li Shida and the others and walked toward the waiting carriage, casually saying:
"Hmm, it's called… 'Six Flavors Rehmannia Pill.'"
"Six Flavors… Rehmannia Pill?"
