"Xia Zhe's wife said that you didn't specify the age of the ginseng you want and there were no other details. This is all we have to offer," Xia Mao said.
Sitting in the Xia residence, He Ning's headache eased a lot. He could smell the same fragrance from earlier.
After his visit in the morning, he had a splitting headache half an hour after leaving the Xia family's house. Now that he was sitting inside the house, his headache had eased a great deal. It seemed that the Xia family really had some form of treasure in their house.
He Ning looked closely at the Xia family's corridor, balcony, corners and backyard. Although there were flowers and plants placed at all these places, they were the same types he had in his house before and were just ordinary plants. Could these plants here be so form of mutated versions?
"20 years is too short," He Ning said with a frown.
