"Hm?"
Hearing the voice, Lin Ye frowned and turned to look behind him.
A familiar figure had entered the herbal shop with several others in tow.
It was Mark, the young nobleman he had encountered earlier at the Spirit Hall Branch, the one who had clashed with Su Yuntao.
"Kid, we meet again!"
Seeing Lin Ye, Mark slowly came to a stop and suddenly grinned.
But there was not the slightest hint of goodwill in that smile—only naked malice.
What a small world. To think I'd run into you here, kid. At the Spirit Hall Branch, with Su Yuntao around, there was nothing I could do to you. But here, let's see who can protect you now! Mark thought viciously as he looked at Lin Ye.
"You?"
Lin Ye frowned when he saw Mark.
"Oh my, isn't this Young Master Mark? What brings you to our Thousand Treasures and Hundred Herbs Pavilion?"
Unlike his reaction upon seeing Lin Ye, the manager's face immediately bloomed with a fawning smile when he saw Mark, and he hurried over to greet him.
"I was just passing by for a look."
Mark grinned.
"Oh, what an honor! Young Master Mark's presence truly brings glory to our humble Thousand Treasures and Hundred Herbs Pavilion. Please feel free to browse these herbs as you please. Whatever herbs you fancy, we'll give you a twenty percent discount!"
The manager kept his ingratiating smile, rubbing his hands as he tried to curry favor.
"No need. I'd like to see what this kid plans to buy."
Mark shook his head and looked at Lin Ye with undisguised mockery.
"Oh, Young Master Mark, why pay attention to this kid? He's just a poor wretch from the countryside, yet he claims he wants to buy our Vajra Bodhi Fruit. What a