The partition was filled with medicine cabinets, and the air was suffused with a faint scent of medicinal herbs.
Ye Jiuliang's gaze drifted away from the cabinets as she turned to meet Mr. Bai's inquisitive eyes with a smirk.
She lowered her voice deliberately, "I hear Mr. Bai's wife has been bedridden for a long time. Might Mr. Bai be looking for the demon-handed Leng Yi?"
Mr. Bai's face changed abruptly, and his look became more guarded, "Say it, what's your purpose?"
Playing with a Snow Lotus on the table, Ye Jiuliang replied, "Very simple, I want that Golden Snow Ginseng. In exchange, I can have Leng Yi cure your wife's illness."
"What makes me believe you?" Mr. Bai viewed her with a skeptical eye. If Leng Yi were that easy to find, he wouldn't have spent years searching without a trace.
