Upon reflection, their understanding of Mu Hanyan had undergone a drastic change, from initial rejection and disdain to current closeness and reverence; even they found it incredulous.
Big Playboy Mu as a nickname seemed more like a joke to them.
Mu Hanyan walked along the wooden racks, frowning to herself. Although Che Xiang had organized the medicinal herbs well, several seemed to have been mislabeled. However, she wasn't exactly an expert in herbs, just more experienced than others, so she wasn't sure either.
"These are just the herbs, nothing special. If you think you can make a name for yourself with them, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed," Qu Shanling said disparagingly while looking at them.
Mu Hanyan couldn't be bothered with him, since he dared to boast, he must be confident, but the old god-man was simply unaware at the moment.
