Fan Zhenzhen turned her head to look at Chu Hao.
Chu Hao nodded, indicating it was no issue.
Fan Zhenzhen whispered, "Blood Concealed Sinking Wood… Mr. Ma Bozhen might not sell it. It's a medicinal herb he's collected."
Chu Hao gestured with his hand. "Let's take a look first."
Fan Zhenzhen was also curious about how Chu Hao would persuade Ma Bozhen. She knew that Blood Concealed Sinking Wood was very rare, and the old man cherished it as a collectible.
After waiting a while, someone finally came out. The first to emerge was an elderly man with white whiskers, a rosy complexion, kind eyes, and a benevolent face, appearing to be in his sixties. He was Ma Bozhen.
The other person wore a suit and polished leather shoes and had a rather ordinary appearance. However, a pungent odor clung to him. This smell, distinct from Evil Qi, was common among those who butchered cattle or chickens; of course, it was also present in those who killed people.
