Vermilion Bird Avenue.
Since receiving the batch of new medicines sent by Nangong Shengtian and others, Nangong Shou felt as though he had taken a reassuring pill.
He spent his days lounging lazily in a rocking chair at the entrance, swaying his body, with a fan in one hand and a teacup in the other.
Tasting the fresh tea in his cup.
With squinted eyes, Nangong Shou looked at the Treasure Pavilion Pharmacy across the street, his face gleeful at their misfortune: "I wonder how the situation is being handled over there. If the matter is confirmed, the Treasure Pavilion will never see a day of return!"
Nangong Shou hummed a little tune to himself.
Suddenly...
The ground shook, and a series of rapid footsteps was heard.
Nangong Shou was taken aback and frowned, only to see figures converging from both sides of Vermilion Bird Avenue.
There were tens of thousands of them.
"Hmm? Could they be coming to smash up the Treasure Pavilion?"
