After speaking, Chong Jixun made a gesture of salute and returned the white jade to its box, before walking ahead himself.
As he walked, he muttered to himself. Although the quality of this white jade looked fine, Ji Xun was, after all, a son of a noble family; why did he seem like someone who had never seen the world?
It was utterly baffling.
When he reached the pharmaceutical room, all the rooms were empty, except for the last one where there was a hint of noise. Duan Xiaoyan followed the sound and, looking through the window, saw Lu Tong busily working in front of the medicine stove, so he knocked on the window.
Lu Tong looked up, saw him, and was slightly astonished. She put down her palm-leaf fan and walked to the door, asking, "Young Master Duan, what brings you here?"
