As soon as they left the hut, Yuan Huixiang resumed her previous attitude towards Wu Yangfeng, ignoring him completely. “Miss Yuan! Miss Yuan!” Wu Yangfeng called out to her. Yuan Huixiang continued to pick her herbs without even lifting her head. Seeing she still ignored him, Wu Yangfeng stopped calling and casually sat down on a stone bench. After a moment of silence, Yuan Huixiang suddenly spoke, “I heard you want to know the ingredients of the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Pill?” “How did you know?” Wu Yangfeng looked at her in surprise. “You don’t need to know how I know. I think you should realize that my previous condition was just for show.” “Really?” Wu Yangfeng said happily. “Huh? Why are you so happy? Shouldn’t you be a bit disappointed?” Yuan Huixiang teased. “You…” Wu Yangfeng glared at her angrily. “Isn’t it?” Wu Yangfeng turned away, ignoring Yuan Huixiang’s cold remarks. “Although that condition was just for show, what I’m about to say now is real.” Wu Yangfeng looked at her suspiciously, wondering what shocking statement she would make next. “Don’t look at me like that, what I’m about to propose is beneficial to you without any harm.” Yuan Huixiang approached him. “What do you mean?” Wu Yangfeng looked at her cautiously. “I want you to stay here with me for three years.”
Yuan Moyao lowered her head and softly stated her conditions, “This way, you can not only know the formula for the Nine Revolutions Soul-Returning Pill, but also discuss medical techniques with me. More importantly, you won’t have to face that loving couple, which would leave you with regrets. Think about it!” Yuan Moyao stood up, picked up the medicine basket by her feet, and walked towards the pharmacy. Wu Yangfeng squinted at her receding figure, pondering over her conditions.
“Yangfeng, are you sure you want to stay here?” Shang Bieye asked Wu Yangfeng, who was standing in front of him.
“Yes!” Wu Yangfeng cheerfully laughed, “Staying here is great! With the fragrance of flowers and birds singing, and a beauty to keep me company, what’s not to like?”
