Mingyue was looking down, eating her meal, when she saw Fang Bai return from his morning exercise. She blinked at him and flashed a wide smile.
After all, she was just a seventeen-year-old high school student who couldn't see through the sorrow and pain deep in her father's eyes, nor did she know that her mother might leave her forever at any moment.
A thick scent of medicinal herbs wafted from the kitchen on the east side.
Fang Bai took just a whiff to accurately identify sixteen types of herbs.
Among them were even the Snow Lotus, Polygonum multiflorum, Poria cocos, and Lingzhi from the "Nine Great Immortal Herbs" of Huaxia.
The other twelve herbs were also extremely rare and precious.
Some of these herbs required a lot of money to purchase, and others might not even be available for any amount of money.
Fang Bai guessed that Qiu Zhan must have gone through a lot of trouble to gather these herbs.
