Xia Mian made up her mind and immediately asked Ding Cheng to prepare the herbs she needed.
While Xia Mian was decisively planning to refine medicine, Xia Weizhang returned to the auction house.
Upon hearing the news that Xia Mian had come to the auction house, Xia Weizhang rushed back almost nonstop.
When he returned to the auction house, he still carried the dust of travel on him.
There were a few holes in his clothes, as if he'd been through a great battle with something, leaving marks of the fight.
Seeing Xia Weizhang in such a state, Ding Cheng's expression changed slightly and he hurried over, "What happened to you? Are you hurt?"
The concern in his eyes was unmistakable.
Seeing Ding Cheng's attitude, Xia Mian couldn't help but squint her eyes slightly. It seemed the two of them had already pierced that layer of window paper; good things were coming!
