Ah Hu swaggered over and slapped his shoulder forcefully, "Where are you from, kid?"
The servant looked up at the tall Ah Hu and shrank back slightly, "I, I'm a waiter from Qingyun Inn. A guest asked me to buy medicine."
Zhang Shun was about to fetch the White Medicine, but unexpectedly, Ah Hu said, "Sorry, we're out of White Medicine at the shop. Come back in a few days."
Zhang Shun's hand paused as he looked at Yun Jiao.
Yun Jiao nodded slightly at him, signaling to heed Ah Hu's words.
Zhang Shun remained silent.
The servant asked, somewhat displeased, "Really all gone?"
Zhang Shun said, "We sold out yesterday, it'll take a few days to concoct more."
The servant came happily, expecting to earn some tip, but had no choice but to put away the silver and leave.
Ah Hu then swaggered over to Yun Jiao and whispered, "Last night the young master and I injured those two, this waiter must be buying medicine for them."
Yun Jiao gave Ah Hu a thumbs up, "Brother Hu is amazing."
