Su Lang was listless, "Master, can't you stay? Right now, our stronghold is in desperate need of revival, and you're like my pillar of strength. If you're not here, I'll be in a real panic."
Master patted Su Lang's shoulder, "You have to learn to grow up."
Su Lang sighed but knew that Master's mind was made up. He couldn't tell if it was just his imagination, but ever since more than half a month ago, Master always seemed preoccupied with heavy thoughts...
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Dong Huiying had two main reasons for coming to Jun City this time; one was to gather medicinal herbs, and the other was to find a blacksmith capable of forging the surgical instruments she needed.
During her days in Jun City, she had found time to visit some blacksmith shops, only to find that her requirements for a surgical knife were too high and the artisans' craftsmanship far too ordinary, which brought her a headache.
Before departing, she had promised Yixuan that, once she got back home, she would treat his leg.
