Song Xian, Jia Si, and the Zhenzhou County Magistrate sat on chairs.
Jia Si anticipated a lively medicine selection meeting, but the current situation exceeded his expectations. Thinking it over, he turned to look at Song Xian beside him.
Song Xian, though young, exuded a chilling aura that made others uneasy.
Jia Si wanted to say some official jargon; opening the Official Medicine Bureau in Zhenzhou was a gift from the court, and the people should thank the court before everything began. But he hesitated to speak, as Song Xian was different from ordinary officials; slipping up might displease him.
As Jia Si contemplated this, silence fell around them.
Song Xian raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression seemed indifferent, yet one could feel that his aura grew even colder.
Jia Si followed Song Xian's gaze, which was directed at the people who came to deliver medicine.
Song Xian's voice came softly, "Vice Envoy Jia, is there anything left unresolved?"
