Chapter 50: You Call This a Medicinal Plant!

But the timing is off; why has this development moved forward a year, yet still follows the original book's storyline??

Then the future Mo Lie's ending……

Lin Manzhi rattles her mind, not wanting to worry about things that haven't occurred yet; isn't that just looking for anxious feelings?

Hua Zheng responds eagerly beside her: "Yes, Master, I will definitely help you take down the Iron Claw Gang and make it your first blade."

After finding his Master, he feels refreshed, as if a lamp in an originally dim, lightless world has been relit in the middle.

Hua Zheng is full of power, with endless energy in his Spirit Core, eager to occupy the Iron Claw Gang right now.

His eyes, as before, rest on his Master.

"Hmm." Mo Lie replies casually in a low voice.

He stands before the speckled female, his eyes lowered, his pale, slender fingers holding a small bottle closed, exuding a strangely discordant calm.

??

Hua Zheng suddenly breaks out in a cold sweat.

He had just been so excited that he didn't notice the female in the room; her presence is so low, weak and without any attack power, making her easy to overlook.

Because there is a powerful Master, he assumed there was no danger and relaxed out of habit, so! He just, in front of her, naturally reported to the Master what he would do next.

Lin Manzhi lifts her hand, sniffs her own arm, and says to Mo Lie, "Such a strong scent, similar to a perfume I once saw, but perfume is floral, not this plant‑like fragrance."

"Is that so?" Mo Lie's deep voice carries a hint of interest, his slightly lowered sapphire eyes showing unclear emotion.

He suddenly leans toward the speckled female, the distance between them becoming almost face‑to‑face, breaching the usual Beastfolk interaction distance.

Mo Lie tilts his head slightly, his nose lightly sniffing the speckled female's neck, "Your pheromone smells good."

Then he straightens, lifts his hand to take the coarse cloth draped over Lin Manzhi's shoulder, gently wrapping her tightly, looking as practiced as if he had done it many times.

??

Hua Zheng's mind goes blank, the scar on his face twisting with his stunned expression, as if he sees a scene that would change the Beastfolk worldview.

Their Young Master… never acted like this before??

It seems they are paying too much attention to the female before them...

Hua Zheng used to follow his own Young Master and saw him treat all beautiful females with indifference, like an elderly male beast whose Spirit Core had been removed.

Even females with a Pheromone Value of 1 who actively pursued the Young Master were rejected far away, since the Young Master is a Supernatural Male Beast; with his status, any precious female could be found.

He also thought his Young Master would only seek a female when his Spirit Core erupted beyond the control of medicines, but the Young Master would never act sincerely, because he lacks any sense of love.

Never expected??

Hua Zheng stares blankly at the Lin Manzhi before him; aside from slightly whiter skin, her round dark eyes stand out, her body covered in dense spots that make one suspect a disease, yet there are no scars.

No, no matter how you look at it, she's an unsightly female; what on earth has their Young Master experienced…

Lin Manzhi, puzzled, looks back at Hua Zheng, pulls the coarse cloth at her mouth and nose, revealing lively black eyes.

"She is my Wife Master; from now on her words are equivalent to mine," Mo Lie frowns displeased, briefly explaining her importance to his subordinate.

He tosses the small bottle in his hand to Hua Zheng, grabs Lin Manzhi's waist, and heads toward the door, "Let's go."

Hua Zheng meets the speckled female's innocent gaze, carrying a three‑mouth large jar, silently follows, "…Yes, I'll lead the way."

The house door opens and closes again.

Hua Zheng quickly composes his startled feelings, walks ahead, leading the two toward the Left City Lord's pharmacy of the Shamaness in Kuangsha City.

The Shamaness's main pharmacy is a massive, ornate standalone building; its arched ceiling is painted with vivid floral patterns, white marble columns are carved, linen depicting green trees is gathered into a bundle, and long tassels hang down.

The marble floor is equally smooth, the décor lavish, and Beastfolk entering no longer appear so brutish.

After entering, a female attendant dressed in a pristine white long gauze dress approaches, glances lightly at the three in front, finally fixing her gaze on the petite female in the middle, her tone slightly friendlier, "What do you need?"

Lin Manzhi nods slightly, "We came to see your administrator."

The female attendant looks calmly at Lin Manzhi, with two faceless yet intimidating male beasts behind her; being allowed into the main pharmacy without being lewd suggests she is a female from the big city.

She notes that the newcomer wants to see the administrator; although the other's attire looks poor, perhaps she is a noble female in disguise.

The female attendant smiles, "Sorry, not everyone can see our administrator; just tell me what you need directly."

Lin Manzhi understands; to deal with the decision‑maker, she must bring something real.

She smiles beneath her veil and says, "That's fine, lead us to a private room; I have a unique medicinal plant that will interest you."

The female attendant instantly loses interest.

Here, Beastfolk bring medicinal plants daily; seeing this female also comes to sell a medicinal plant, each Beastfolk claims their plant's value is unique to raise the price.

She responds casually, "Alright, follow me."

Thus, the female attendant leads the three to a nearby room, saying disinterestedly,

"Bring it out, we purchase all medicinal plants."

The Shamaness need not appear, let alone the administrator; their status is so lofty they have no time for such petty affairs.

The female attendant doesn't expect the female before her to produce any extraordinary medicinal plant, not even bothering to brew sugar water, and simply stands waiting.

Lin Manzhi comes to sell medicinal plants, obviously seeking an efficient transaction; if this place fails she'll move elsewhere, not wasting anyone's time.

Hua Zheng, long accustomed to females' attitudes, receives Mo Lie's glance, steps out from behind Lin Manzhi, puts the water jar on the floor, and lifts the sealed leather cloth.

The female attendant nonchalantly looks down, her pupils instantly widening.

Inside the gray mud water jar, layers upon layers of lettuce leaves appear, each bright green and plump as if you could squeeze water from them; under the fluorescent light, droplets on the leaf edges glisten.

She salivates, instinctively steps forward, leans over the jar, and says in disbelief, "You call this a medicinal plant??"