"Indeed, it is so, the task of identifying medicinal herbs will trouble Old Sir Han," Mu Hanyan had only then realized that Han Jinglun's knowledge was not merely from hearsay about the location of the Chi Xiao Sword, but from having seen it with his own eyes, and in her heart, she silently marveled: the Tianji Family really lived up to its reputation with such extensive knowledge.
Since Han Jinglun had this capability, she no longer bothered to flaunt her good luck, and honestly, Mu Hanyan was not accustomed to relying solely on luck.
"Thank you, Old Sir Han," Mu Nan, though not familiar with the great fate of the Tianji Family, seeing Mu Hanyan's respectful demeanor towards Han Jinglun, naturally did not dare to be negligent and respectfully bowed.
Han Jinglun smiled and returned the bow, without decline, he went straight to the long table.
