"Oh? What did Old Wei say?"
Wen Yonglin was an old Jianghu hand himself, so he asked another question.
With those words, everyone turned their attention to Cheng Yin.
The word of Old Wei in Zao City was considered a royal decree; if Old Wei truly agreed, then they would no longer doubt Cheng Yin and would wholeheartedly throw themselves into working with him.
However, upon hearing Wen Yonglin's question, the smile on Cheng Yin's face suddenly stiffened, and the atmosphere at the scene turned awkward.
"Old Wei has been a bit busy lately. He said he has to meet with two very important people in the next couple of days and asked me to wait for two more days."
Under the gaze of everyone present, Cheng Yin dared not lie.
A look of disappointment clearly passed over the faces of the Chinese herbal medicine buyers.
But when they heard Cheng Yin say that Old Wei would meet with him again in two days, a glimmer of hope was rekindled in their hearts.
