"Master Ye, Master Xu!"
Wu Zhengfeng walked at the front of the group. Seeing Ye Xiaofei and Xu Hu resting on the ground from a distance, he waved his hands to greet them energetically.
"Good morning, Director Wu!"
Ye Xiaofei hurriedly stood up from the ground, smiling as he responded and nudged Xu Hu, who was still lazily sitting on the ground, to get up.
"Master Ye, I really can't thank you enough!"
As soon as Wu Zhengfeng approached Ye Xiaofei and Xu Hu, he excitedly said, "After I went home yesterday, I did as you instructed and boiled those herbs into a medicine for my son to drink. In less than two hours, the sand-like patches on my son's back completely disappeared!"
"Of course!"
Xu Hu stood up with a beaming smile and took over the conversation, "I've said it before, the sand-like patches on your son's back were caused by the disruption of your ancestral tomb's Feng Shui, a warning from your ancestors."
"I got a bit excited, I've made you masters laugh!"
