Su Ying realized that there was a big lock on the door of the medicine-production warehouse. The Orange Guardian took out the key to unlock the door.
As soon as the door was opened, a strong medicinal smell assaulted her senses.
"City Lord, this way please."
Su Ying walked in. As soon as she entered, she saw a large courtyard. There were many shelving racks in the courtyard, and it looked like they were usually used to dry medicinal herbs.
Behind the courtyard were various rooms. The lights in the rooms were still on. As one stood in the courtyard, one could hear the sound of tools grinding medicinal powder in the rooms.
It was already very late, but they were still working.
Su Ying didn't enter the room to bother them. Instead, she walked to the window and looked into the room. There were about five or six people in the room, and each one was carrying out his respective task.
