Zhuo Yun looked at Old Mr. Pei and said instinctively, "She was the one who…"
"She's just a normal student."
Before Zhuo Yun could say that Huo Yao was the one who gave them the incense sticks, Min Yu's indifferent voice interrupted him from the backseat.
Zhuo Yun glanced into the rearview mirror.
Old Mr. Pei did not notice Zhuo Yun's reaction and said, "The little lass knows Chinese medicine intensively. If she studies it, I'm sure she will do well."
Min Yu's cold eyes were looking outside the window. A long while later, he said, "Maybe."
Old Mr. Pei hesitated for a second but then he firmed up and looked at Min Yu. "I have a favor to ask."
"Go on."
"It's rare to encounter youngsters with good judgment about Chinese medicine these days. Young Master Min, is it possible to give me the young lady's phone number?"
