Golden Sun City.
The caravan entered the city and stopped in front of a mansion. With a few shouts, the goods were being shifted. A few consultants were staring at the helpers as they shifted the goods.
"Lord Fang, are you feeling better?"
A few days before they had arrived, Fang Yuan had already regained the ability to move. He occasionally left the carriage to take a walk and talk with the people of the caravan. By now, he was already rather familiar with the head of the caravan.
The Young Master of the He Family was He Qing. He had a young mindset but was also shrewd for his age. However, that was all.
"Hmm, thank you, Lord He, for your assistance. I must leave today. Your kindness will be rewarded in the future…"
Fang Yuan smiled.
