After giving the child medicine and observing for a while, it was visibly apparent to the naked eye that the infant's condition had improved. The old man breathed a big sigh of relief and thanked him profusely, carefully wrapping the child again, carrying him on his back as if he were a hunchback, and left the inn.
"What's your plan next?" asked Lu Qing, who hadn't spoken until that moment.
"Of course, it's Jiang Taigong fishing," Yan Daoxin smiled slightly, "Wait for those people to let the news slowly slip out of their mouths, then be surrounded by people coming out of admiration, and eventually the renown to reach the Prince Mansion, waiting for King Fan to personally invite us over."
"Are you confident?" Zhu Yu asked him.
