"More than enough, more than enough." Zhang Xiaohua smiled. "There are still a few left, but don't worry, Second Brother, I'm hurrying to refine more for you. There are so many people at Misty Manor—how could there be enough if I didn't make more?"
"That's good." Zhang Xiaohu let out a breath of relief.
"You're not going back to Misty Manor again so soon, are you? After all, Zhou Mufeng still hasn't seen the results!"
Zhang Xiaohu shook his head. "This second matter isn't about going to Misty Manor. I want you to help my master, Martial Uncle Lu, and Martial Uncle Xue recover their martial arts!"
"Eh?" Zhang Xiaohua was greatly surprised. "Didn't you say they should be the last ones to recover, so we could better evade Yi Xiang Peak's watchful eyes?"
"Yes, that was what I thought at first. But last time, I saw that there were far fewer eyes watching my master and the others. If we're careful, perhaps there won't be any problem. Besides, the key is that I've watched everyone else recover their martial arts while my own master and martial uncles still can't. It really leaves a bitter taste in my heart!"
Zhang Xiaohua's expression turned solemn as well. "No problem, Second Brother. I'll listen to you. Great Hero Wen, Great Hero Lu, and Heroine Xue were our family's lifesavers to begin with. Nothing I do for them could ever be too much. Tell me, when shall we go?"
Zhang Xiaohu considered it, then said, "While I was looking for you these past few days, I gave it some thought. Next, you'll be representing the Pill-Refining Hall in trading pills with our Misty Hall. The matter will be extremely complicated, and the affairs at Misty Manor are pressing as well. You and I