The dusk was as dark as ink, spilling over the flying eaves and dougong brackets of Southzhou City.
In a concealed dark chamber, incense smoke coiled, candle flames flickered, illuminating a dozen figures in mysterious garments.
An air of forbidding danger subtly surrounded them, yet it was exceedingly contained. Only the brilliance in their eyes revealed their identities as Cultivators of Martial Country.
These were elite members under the command of the Astronomical Observatory, ordered to secretly gather all information about the Herb Hall. At this moment, they were seated together, whispering and exchanging information.
A cultivator with a full beard was the first to speak, his voice lowered yet confident:
"Gentlemen, we have made some progress in our investigation."
"The owner of the Herb Hall is named Tang Yun, whose medical skills are extraordinary. Nobles from Southzhou and the surrounding state mansions have all dispatched people to seek consultation from him."
