Xuexue asked in disbelief, "What? The herbs were bought up the day before?"
The steward said, "Yes! That's what every Shopkeeper said."
Xuexue asked, "Who bought them? What are they planning to do?"
The steward said, "I asked, and they said the other party was wrapped up tight, even wearing a conical hat on his head, so they couldn't see his face clearly. As for what he wanted the herbs for, they had even less idea."
Of course, the Shopkeepers of the pharmacies only care about making money; who cares who the buyer is, as long as the Silver in the deal is real.
People afflicted with demonic possession were just about to be saved, yet someone maliciously bought out all the herbs and delayed their treatment.
Xuexue grew extremely anxious. She looked urgently at Long Rui and asked, "Prince, there are no herbs left, what are we going to do? There are thousands of people suffering from demonic possession; we can't just watch them die for nothing."
