1685: Money Face

Money Face

Shangguan Yun raised his head. He did not expect Wang to know Huo Yao. He replied politely. "She's my sister."1

Wang automatically took a second look at the young man with a knowing look on his face. "Oh, I see. I have to say the two of you resemble each other a lot."

Not just their eyes, but also ears, brows, nose, and even their aura looked the same.

This comment was not new to Shangguan Yun. In reality, he was a lonely orphan without any family. Shangguan Tong had taken him into her family.

This was the reason he had no particular talent and was the most incompetent person in the clan.

Shangguan Yun smiled without bothering to correct Wang. Instead, he asked curiously. "Grandpa, how did you come to know her?"

"Huo Yao gave me treatment previously." A look of admiration emerged in Wang's eyes. He sighed and said, "If Miss Huo did not help me, I would probably be dead by now."

Shangguan Yun blinked and said straightforwardly, "Then you are very lucky."

"I think so too." Wang nodded. "She has helped me a lot."

Shangguan Yun muttered softly to himself. "I'm sure you paid a lot for it."

She was always such a miser.

Wang did not catch Shangguan Yun's drift. "A lot of what?"

"Nothing." Shangguan Yun smiled sheepishly and changed the subject.

The plane had already taken off. Since it was on a special flight route, it only needed half the time used by commercial flights.

Usually, the flight would take over ten hours. Instead, their plane only took five hours to reach.

When they got to Country M, it was 4:00 am sharp.

Wang's physical constitution was not good, so he did not look great when the flight landed. He even staggered slightly as he walked.

Shangguan Yun paused briefly and retrieved a pill from his bag and handed it to Wang. "Grandpa, this piece of candy can help to reinvigorate you. It's very effective. Why don't you have one?"

Wang smiled as he shook his head. Just as he was about to say he was fine, he suddenly detected the faint smell of herbs in the air. He promptly looked at the pill the size of a yellow bean in the young man's hand.

In a split second, he picked up the pill and took a whiff of it.

The faint scent of herbs promptly made Wang feel revitalized. The fatigue in his body improved greatly.

This was no candy. The pill was clearly made using an ancient prescription and intended to help patients remove fatigue.

Wang's cheeks twitched slightly before he raised his head and looked at Shangguan Yun. "This is no candy."

"Huh?" Shangguan Yun did not take it to heart. He assumed Wang smelled the scent of herbs coming from the pills and said, "I simply added some herbs while I was making it. It's no different from candy."

If he said it was a medicinal pill, the old man might think he harbored ill intentions and would refuse to accept it.

The moment Wang heard it was homemade, the expression on his face collapsed. "Huh? Did you make it yourself?"

Shangguan Yun nodded. "Uh huh." He paused and continued. "If you don't like it, then…"

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Wang popping the pill into his mouth.

Shangguan Yun was at a loss.

Wang pondered as he chewed the pill. He could not help feeling defeated just thinking about it. The boy was a genius just like Huo Yao. It certainly ran in their family.

The young man was barely a grown-up, but he could already refine such fine pills.

When he was this young man's age, he was still studying Chinese medicine texts and learning to identify Chinese herbs.

Sometimes, it could be rather frustrating to compete with geniuses.

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