He hadn't slept all night.
By the time dawn arrived, the heat of the rising sun had caused most of the Pill Bai Mo had broken down to spoil and turn sour.
Bai Mo yawned, staring thoughtfully at the soft, inelastic lump of powder in his hand.
After a moment of contemplation, Bai Mo pushed open the door to the quiet room. Not far away, Qin Wen was just bidding farewell to the two members of the Xue family and walking past.
Noticing the puffiness under Bai Mo's eyes, Qin Wen quickly glanced inside the quiet room.
"Shopkeeper, are you alright?"
Bai Mo, looking drained, merely nodded before giving an order:
"Clean up the waste inside and bury it somewhere deserted outside the city."
"You go yourself."
Qin Wen was taken aback for a moment.
"Yes."
Bai Mo didn't trust anyone else with this task. Only Qin Wen, who was used to cleaning up his messes, could be counted on not to cause any trouble.
It was the first time Qin Wen had ever seen such foul Pill residue.
