I remained silent, knowing nothing about Blair Blake. Making friends wasn't something I could explain in a few sentences.
Blair seemed to notice my thoughts and quickly changed the subject. "Mr. Raymond, are you here on vacation? I know this area well. How about I show you around?"
I glanced at him, nodded, and replied, "Alright, I'll trouble you then."
After that, Blair led me on a tour of the nearby area, introducing almost every stall in the vicinity. Unfortunately, none of it was what I was looking for.
"Is there no stand selling herbs around here?" I asked.
Blair paused briefly, then smiled and said, "Oh, there are, but most of the herbs here are just scams aimed at those wealthy big shots."
"In other words, the herbs here are mostly fake, passed off as genuine to deceive rich outsiders who wouldn't know good from bad anyway."
After hearing Blair's explanation, Elder Drake, standing nearby, looked somewhat embarrassed.
