「Just past noon.」
The scorching sun beat down, and pedestrians along the road were drenched in sweat.
But Wang Ji, riding in his horse-drawn carriage and holding an ice-filled jar, was feeling refreshed and clear-headed. As he thought about the tasks Chen Yi had given him, he couldn't help but have some reservations.
Since Chen Yi had entrusted him with running the Hundred Herbs Hall as its Shopkeeper, he had come to know the man quite well.
In his mind, Chen Yi was not only a greatly talented scholar but also skilled in the art of business and the Medical Dao.
This was evident from the ever-growing success of the Hundred Herbs Hall.
But there were other things Chen Yi did that Wang Ji simply couldn't fathom.
Even though he had a hand in some of these affairs, they still felt shrouded in mystery.
For example, why sell the house in the East Market right after buying it, only to purchase several more?
And why was Guard Liu active only at night? What was he doing?
