CHAPTER 2007: CHAPTER 2009

"Don’t rush!" Ye Zi’an took the letter again and looked at it carefully for a long time, then said, "First go back and have someone investigate those who are particularly skilled in medicine and poison. Judging by this self-proclaimed title, it should be an old master, knowledgeable in pharmacology and a recluse. Someone should know."

"Once we have some information, we can slowly start finding people. Having some news is better than none."

Seeing that Yang Chuxia’s face still wasn’t looking good, he comforted her, "Our little one is a clever kid and knows martial arts. He’ll take care of himself. Don’t be fooled by him acting like a little fool in front of us, he’s actually smart. My dear, be at ease."

"This is the best we can do for now." Yang Chuxia nodded.

"Let’s go, we’ll head back to the city first."

"Alright"

Leaving the straw cottage, Ye Zi’an had someone lock the doors and windows.

Then he mounted the horse, "Come on up, my dear!"

On the way here, they rode separately, but Ye Zi’an now wanted to ride together, fearing that Yang Chuxia might have an accident riding alone because she looked fatigued.

Yang Chuxia didn’t fuss and, with Ye Zi’an’s support, sat in front of him.

"Onward!"

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"You little brat, hehe, your old lady and the others have left already."

After Yang Chuxia and Ye Zi’an’s group had departed, the white-bearded old man returned, carrying Yangyang.

"You old geezer, you’re so annoying, I’ve missed another chance to see my mom."

"Hey, why are you such a nuisance? You’re like a baby not yet weaned, always talking about your mom. Isn’t it annoying?"

"Can’t you see? My mom and my handsome dad love me very much. I want to go home."

"Shut up, mention home again and I’ll poison you mute." The old man’s glare was quite intimidating, though he’d be scarier without those long eyebrows.

"Fine, I won’t mention it. You grumpy old geezer, humph," Yangyang snorted coldly, crossing his arms and glaring at him, "Why’d you come back anyway?"

"Came back for something." The old man stroked his beard and bent down to retrieve a medicine bottle from a hidden cabinet, saying, "You lucky brat, meeting me. Let me tell you, this medicine of mine is extremely powerful, one pill can boost your internal strength for ten years."

"That good?" Upon hearing this, Yangyang immediately brightened, "Old man, see how well we get along. Could you give me a few?"

Hearing his words, the old man almost spat blood, "You little brat, have any shame? Do you know how amazing this medicine is? Giving you one is already doing you a favor, and you want several?"

Yangyang rolled his eyes, "Old man, don’t be so stingy, clearly you made this medicine yourself. Just refine a few more. If you’re short on herbs, I can write to my mom to help you find some. Don’t worry about expensive herbs, my mom has plenty of silver."

The old man had been living in seclusion for years, descending the mountain only once a year. Despite his skills, he had little silver. Planning to travel soon, he didn’t need herbs immediately, but silver was needed.

This kid claimed his mother was wealthy, which he knew to be true. Large households rarely lacked silver.

"In that case, I’ll sell it to you! One thousand taels per pill!"

"Pfft..." Yangyang widened his eyes, "You’re robbing me!"

"Yes, I’m robbing you, take it or leave it!"

Yangyang started pondering that perhaps he could seize this opportunity to send a message to his parents, letting them know he’s doing well.