Old Mr. Xu already felt guilty, and upon hearing these words, he felt even more ashamed, to the point he wanted to stand up and apologize to Ye Xingguang.
Yen'an pressed down on Old Mr. Xu's shoulder and said, "Don't give me that fake stuff. If an apology and a bow could offset the suffering she endured all those years, then if I shot you right now and then said sorry, would you accept that?"
Old Mr. Xu was suddenly at a loss on how to make amends.
Yen'an, after talking so much nonsense, finally got to the point: "It's not that she can't forgive you, but I've spent so many treasures and precious medicinal herbs on her. You'll have to compensate me for these herbs. The herbs in your garden are barely acceptable, so I'll give you a chance to atone. You can let me dig up any herbs from outside I want."
Ye Xingguang kicked him, but Yen'an pretended not to feel pain, pointing at Old Mr. Xu aggressively: "Do you agree or not?"
"Well... if you like, just take them."
