Duan Feng and the others at Haitian Auction House were highly skilled, but they were unable to solve the problem. Despite receiving nurous pills from Haitian over the past few years, none of them had the ability to cure his master.
So of the pills would even worsen his master's condition. Gradually, his master lost interest in trying them, and the matter was dropped altogether.
However, he never asked anyone to investigate further.
Because…
The person behind Haitian Auction House was not a magical practitioner, and he was severely injured. This fact could not be revealed. If it beca known, Haitian's reputation would suffer greatly. It would be tarnished beyond repair.
And so, for these past few years…
That was how his master had been living.
But thanks to his master's promise, nothing had changed.
At least, that's what Lady Chaoyan had said.
Duan Feng wasn't worried either.
For one thing, Lady Chaoyan didn't possess magical abilities, so she wouldn't be aware if his master did. Moreover, Lady Chaoyan's pills were already exceptional, on par with those from Haitian Auction House. She didn't need to control the auction house.
For so reason, Duan Feng had an instinctive belief that Lady Chaoyan would undoubtedly cure his master before completing the treatnt.
It was a subconscious trust.
After the delivery was finished, Duan Feng bid farewell to Gu Chaoyan and the others. The masked man didn't co out; he retreated back to the upper floor.
He rarely left his seclusion and spent most of his ti alone upstairs. Fortunately, there was plenty of work to be done within Haitian, which occupied much of his ti. Days passed by swiftly, and after more than a decade, it seed that he hadn't faced too many difficulties.
As Duan Feng was leaving with his n, he instinctively made a move to step outside. However, in that fleeting mont, he snapped back to reality and hastily returned to the upper floor.
His heart had remained dormant for so long that he had grown numb to it.
Even if soone extraordinary barged in, he didn't want anything to change.
The next day…
He rose early in the morning and settled downstairs. He didn't particularly enjoy tea or have any preferences whatsoever. So, even though he was waiting there, he remained idle.
Noting that it was still early, Duan Feng was about to remind his master when he stopped himself.
It was a rare sight to see his master with a hint of expression on his face, and Duan Feng didn't want to disrupt his master's current state of happiness.
Gu Chaoyan arrived promptly, just as she had promised the day before.
She handed sothing to Duan Feng with a smile, instructing him to bring it to his master. "Just drink it directly. I've also prepared so more. You can have so in a couple of days, and you'll get better."
"Miss Chaoyan, you've been working hard. Your eyes appear swollen. Could it be because of the pills?" Duan Feng inquired as he observed Gu Chaoyan.
In the past, Duan Feng wouldn't have spoken so much.
But today was different.
He understood why his master was so elated, and he was willing to contribute more.
For instance…
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