The shop owner held his phone wondering if his eyes were playing tricks on him.
He had assumed that the man was here to buy rare and expensive Chinese herbs.
Was this it?
Were these all he wanted?
When Huo Yao noticed the look of shock on the shop owner's face, she asked. "What's wrong? Don't you have them?"
The shop owner snapped out of his thoughts. He raised his head and looked at her with a contorted expression on his face. "Is that all?"
"Huh? Is anything wrong?" asked Huo Yao quizzically.
"Oh nothing…" The shop owner's cheeks twitched. He glanced at the list of Chinese herbs on the phone again. Superstition was no good.
Even if his left eyelids twitched, it might not always be a sign of getting a windfall.
The shop owner cleared his throat and said, "One moment, please. I will prepare the herbs."
