Seeing Mo Caihuan’s appearance, Han Li knew that now was not the time to ask for the whole story, so he no longer pursued it. Just like that, Mo Caihuan brought him to a small store on a side road, then stopped.
“This place?” Han Li was slightly amazed, and he glanced at Mo Caihuan inquisitively.
“Yes, this is the place! My mother and I do some small business here; we only wanted to earn some spirit stones to buy some medicinal pills to suppress her illness,” Mo Caihuan said somewhat embarrassed as her face reddened. Then, she took the lead and walked in.
Seeing this, Han Li smiled. He didn’t say anything and simply followed her inside.
“Mother, look who I’ve brought here!”
Han Li had just stepped into the store when he heard Mo Caihuan speak as if she were presenting a treasure! Next, another female voice that Han Li was familiar with also spoke, but it was somewhat older.
