"I'm visiting you this time as the descendant of your old friend, so it wouldn't be appropriate to make too much of a stir. It would be too much for you to come personally."
"How about this? Have someone come receive me. My current name is Leng Chen."
Chen Wen pondered for a moment before speaking.
"Alright, we'll do as you say."
As he spoke, Yao Shan changed the subject. "I nearly forgot to tell you—the Medicine King Hall is the public face of our Medicine Valley."
"The people there are all connected to our Medicine Valley. Just show them my Token."
"Alright."
Chen Wen immediately nodded.
"Then that's it for now. We'll meet shortly."
After leaving those words behind, Yao Shan cut off the connection.
Chen Wen put away the Sound Transmission Token and headed toward the marketplace.
A public-facing establishment like Medicine Valley's was surely located in a bustling area.
Before long, he successfully arrived at the Medicine King Hall.
Everything was exactly as he had guessed.
Looking at the towering entrance before him, Chen Wen took a light breath and stepped forward.
"Stop right there."
At once, a guard stopped Chen Wen.
Before Chen Wen could speak, the guard spoke again. "This is private property. If you wish to buy Spirit Pills, please go across the street."
Indeed.
The Medicine King Hall had two entrances.
One was used to sell Spirit Pills to the public.
The other was where the alchemists were stationed.
Chen Wen glanced at the guard and said, "This is my Token. You may take a look."
As he spoke, he took out Yao Shan's personal Token.
The guard accepted it, and his brows immediately furrowed.
The Token was ancient gold in color. Apart from a complex pattern etched onto its surface, there was