The candlelight illuminated Wang Jian's face.
Wang Jian bowed respectfully, "Third Young Master, you have arrived."
Song Min raised his head, looking sharply at Wang Jian, "How are you handling things? Weren't the medicinal herbs ready? Why the sudden delay for several more days?"
Wang Jian hurriedly apologized, "It's my oversight, I didn't anticipate that the Official Medicine Bureau would suddenly grade the herbs. The herbs from Chen Family Village all received Grade A ratings. Now, to impersonate the herbs from Chen Family Village, we must have similar quality herbs."
Indeed, Wang Jian hadn't expected this. He had visited Chen Family Village several times and had seen herbs being moved out from the Familiar Medicine Institute. Those improperly processed herbs were unusable, and the people of Chen Family Village had no choice but to burn them.
