Yang Yao's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly put on a smiling face and said, "Deputy Hall Master Xu, please hear this humble one out."
"Hear you out? You betrayed the Hall Master's expectations, practiced favoritism and fraud, and look at the sort of medicine apprentices you selected! You still dare to argue?"
"How would this humble one dare to practice favoritism and fraud? There are, however, indeed some hidden circumstances. Once you hear them, you will surely understand my difficulties."
"Oh, is that so?" Deputy Hall Master Xu cast Yang Yao a sidelong glance, turned, and walked into Hundred Herbs Hall. He sat firmly in a chair, lifted his teacup again, took a sip, and said, "Now explain everything in detail."
Yang Yao wiped the sweat from his face and stepped forward to carefully explain the reasons behind it all. Yet he held something back and did not mention Qiangshi. At the end, he did not forget to add, "Leaving aside the friendship between Hui Chun Valley and our Incense-Passing Cult, Marshal Nie has also been connected with our Pill-Refining Hall for decades. He is quite reliable in his dealings, and his annual tributes have never been meager. This humble one has seen clearly over the years that he has worried himself to pieces over this youngest daughter of his. His son-in-law's future is more important than anything. Since we can help, why not lend a hand? Whatever happens afterward will be Ren Xiaoyao's own affair; how far he goes will depend on his own efforts. Besides, the lad knows a bit of martial arts. Our Pill-Refining Hall has always been bullied by the other halls, and isn't it because our own disciples lack martial skill? If this lad amounts to something, would that not also be glory for our