Herbal medicine worker Xuhui

After the matter with Lao Pang was resolved, Su Ziyang did not want to have any further involvement with Bian Mei and her husband, so he decided to leave immediately.

Xuhui has been helping out at Lao Pang's house these past few days. Su Ziyang was about to leave when Mr. Mengfei stopped him.

Mengfei led Xuhui, Su Ziyang, and the other two to a bathhouse. After taking a bath to cleanse themselves of the lingering grime, they ordered a pot of tea and sat down in the lobby to chat.

"Let me formally introduce you. This is my apprentice, Su Ziyang. This is Xuhui, one of my teachers! Call him Master Xiao Su!"

Mr. Mengfei's introduction completely baffled Su Ziyang. Wasn't he a friend? How did he suddenly become a consultant...?

"Damn it, Mengfei! Are you kidding me?! And in front of a child!" Xuhui took a sip of tea and cursed.

"Master..."

Mr. Mengfei gave Su Ziyang a wink, and although Su Ziyang still didn't quite understand, he obediently called out.

"..."

Xuhui looked at Su Ziyang, who was feigning innocence, and remained silent for a moment before saying, "Kid, you should learn something from your master!"

"Master!" Su Ziyang called out again, his face full of frustration.

"Damn it! Stop yelling! You're really not my advisor, you're so annoying!"

Xuhui put down his teacup with great annoyance and then turned to go to the wardrobe area where he kept his clothes.

A short while later, Xuhui returned, holding a blood-red rattan ring in his hand.

"Here's a gift for you, isn't this all you wanted? All this 'Master' stuff... I'm really not your Master. At most, I'd call you Uncle-Master. Don't listen to your master's nonsense!"

Xuhui handed the blood-red rattan ring to Su Ziyang.

The moment Su Ziyang's fingers touched the rattan ring, a warm current rushed along the pericardium meridian directly into his chest cavity.

"Eh~"

Su Ziyang examined the red rattan ring more closely and discovered that the heat was constantly circulating without decreasing or increasing.

"Stop researching. This chicken blood vine is over a hundred years old; it's practically a spirit. I only made a few bracelets from it, and your master still has his eye on them. He says you were attacked with acupressure points and your internal organs were injured, so he's trying to extort one from me to give to you so you can wear it..."

Xuhui took another big gulp of tea, then ate a boneless chicken foot, chewing it with a crunching sound.

"Look at how petty you are. This thing of yours is just gathering dust at home, you might as well give one to the child! It's not right for you, as their senior, to do this!"

Mr. Mengfei grinned, a smug smile spreading across his face.

Upon hearing that it was such a good product, Su Ziyang quickly put it on his wrist, and it fit him perfectly, not too big or too small.

Actually, Xuhui wasn't wrong when he said the word "extortion".

It's true that Su Ziyang was subjected to acupressure and was injured. However, Su Ziyang had already repaired the damaged areas through his own cultivation of the Midnight-Noon Heaven and Earth Art, so he didn't need any external assistance.

Therefore, Su Ziyang's chicken blood vine bracelet is a complete fraud, there's absolutely nothing wrong with it.

"Let's get back to the main topic, disciple. This is Xuhui, you should call him Uncle-Master. Your Uncle-Master is incredibly skilled, so consult him often. You'll definitely benefit greatly! Much of my knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine comes from him; he's a genuine herbalist. Ask him any questions about traditional Chinese medicine, it'll fill in that gap in your knowledge! Also, your Uncle-Master is proficient in Daoist arts and magic, you can definitely learn a trick or two from him!"

Mr. Mengfei poured tea for Xuhui while introducing the products and services.

What Mr. Mengfei said might sound exaggerated to others, but Xuhui did not deny it, which means that what Mr. Mengfei said must be true.

"Greetings, Martial Uncle. I hope you will enlighten me in the future." Su Ziyang respectfully bowed to Xuhui with his hands clasped in greeting.

"Of course, of course." Xuhui showed none of the typical China modesty, and instead ate his snacks while agreeing to Su Ziyang.

"Let me tell you, Xuhui, this kid's learned a whole bunch of things, you better not mess it up. Hahaha!"

Mr. Mengfei laughed and pointed to Su Ziyang, who was sitting quietly to the side.

"Oh dear, oh dear. Come on, stop praising yourself like that!"

Xuhui grinned, took a sip of tea, and spat out some tea leaves into the cup. "Oh! He's your apprentice, and he messed up my question, which proves you're a good teacher! Don't get too cocky."

Having been exposed by Xuhui, Mr. Mengfei, completely oblivious to shame, continued to chuckle, "See? Xiao Su. How cunning this person is! I praised you, and he insisted I was praising myself. How can he be someone's senior uncle like that! A disgrace to the profession! A scoundrel..."

Although Su Ziyang hasn't yet witnessed Xuhui's true abilities, judging from Mr. Mengfei's attitude towards Xuhui, Xuhui's skills must be absolutely top-notch; otherwise, the two wouldn't be bickering like this.

"Master, I think what Uncle-Master said makes perfect sense!" Su Ziyang learned from Jin Tiantian that he was good at finishing off opponents at the right time.

"What do you mean, kid?" Mr. Mengfei, not finding Su Ziyang on his side, slammed his hand on the table and glared at him.

"Well..."

Su Ziyang didn't speak, but sighed softly and looked down, carefully touching the chicken blood vine on his wrist.

"Oh no, these people are all opportunists..." Mr. Mengfei covered his forehead, speechless.

Upon seeing Su Ziyang's performance, Xuhui immediately beamed with joy. "Hahaha, Mengfei, your Mengfei has truly mastered your skills! Amazing! It's alright, Xiao Su, your uncle still has more of these good things. I'll find you some more later! Enrage your master!"

"Alright, I'll do whatever you say, Uncle-Master!"

Su Ziyang poured tea for Xuhui with a fawning expression.

"Oh, right! Uncle-Master, I must thank you again. I've been practicing Iron Cloth Shirt, a hard martial art, recently. After taking the Thief's Medicine, my progress is incredibly fast, like riding a rocket."

Su Ziyang gave another perfectly timed Xiao Ma.

"Oh! That? It's nothing. Your uncle will give you some more later. It's nothing!" Xuhui drank the tea in his cup and waved his hand gently, signaling Su Ziyang to refill his cup.

Su Ziyang, being exceptionally obedient, refilled Xuhui Xuhui's tea and placed a few pistachios in front of him. Xuhui Yangyang popped a pistachio into his mouth, glancing at Mr. Mengfei with a boastful look. "Ah, so delicious! I bet some people haven't even tasted the nuts their apprentice peeled for them!"

"..."

Mr. Mengfei gritted his teeth as he looked at Xuhui, then glared fiercely at Su Ziyang, that sycophantic lackey.

"Uncle-Master, I think it would be too much of a hassle for you to just give me the prepared medicine. Why don't you give me the prescription and I'll prepare it myself? That way, you won't have to spend any money!"

As soon as Su Ziyang said this, Xuhui spat out the tea that Su Ziyang had just poured onto the ground. Then he spat out the pistachio he hadn't finished chewing into the trash can.

After vomiting, Xuhui immediately stood up. "Damn, you and your apprentice are cut from the same cloth. Let's go, if we chat any longer you'll trick me out of my underwear!"

When Mr. Mengfei heard Su Ziyang mention the formula, he was first taken aback, then lay back in his chair and burst into laughter.