Yang Qingyin didn't agree with Luo Ziling but said she'd think about it.
Luo Ziling couldn't help feeling a bit disappointed. He asked twice more, but Yang Qingyin still gave the same answer, so he had to give up.
But after seeing Yang Qingyin's sly smile, Luo Ziling understood what she meant.
This woman was just pretending to be reserved. Actually, she'd already made up her mind.
Luo Ziling didn't force her either.
After the two returned to Yang Qingyin's residence, she spent some effort making tea and sat across from Luo Ziling to drink it together.
"Using tea as a substitute for wine, I wish you a smooth journey," after making the tea, Yang Qingyin raised her cup to Luo Ziling, "Your acupuncture bronze man is still with me. I hope you can find the other one and make a pair. Also, I hope you can do well and show the Japanese and Koreans that the most authentic traditional medicine is still in the hands of Huaxia people."
