In public, this is definitely an opportunity that the Mao Family hasn't encountered in hundreds of years.
However...
After a moment of excitement, Mao Qingzhu let out a long sigh and looked at Chen Ye with a bitter smile:
"Brother Ye, I understand your good intentions. If the Mao Family were entirely under my control now, I could order the trade convoy to revamp and wholeheartedly help you run the pill business tomorrow."
At this point, Mao Qingzhu paused, with a bit more bitterness in her tone,
"But don't forget, the head of the Mao Family is still my father in the end."
Chen Ye nodded without interrupting, quietly listening.
"Father has spent most of his life managing things in Divine Mist Valley; he's a complete old-fashioned man."
Mao Qingzhu rubbed her aching temples and said helplessly,
