"Master?"
Ye Qingchen, dressed in a fresh scholar's robe, straightened up, saluted in surprise.
Beside him were the Eighth and Ninth Senior Sisters, who had previously greeted You Su. They rolled up their thin sleeves and wiped the fragrant sweat from their foreheads with their wrists, then also saluted the Third Elder.
The Third Elder frowned slightly, nodded in acknowledgment.
"I'm here to fetch a Spirit Medicine for You Su, you all continue with your tasks."
Hearing this, Ye Qingchen's expression stiffened, and he hurriedly said, "Master! The herbs in the Hundred Herbs Garden are all priceless treasures! They were all personally planted one by one by the Master leading us ten True Disciples! The herbs meant as gifts for guests should be taken from the nine-tiered terrace below."
Ye Qingchen naturally ignored the eleventh new disciple, Shi Yan.
