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By the time Zhang Liang rushed back to the gathering point with the medicinal herbs, it was already quite late.

From a distance, he saw Zhong Tian and the others with anxious looks on their faces. They kept pacing back and forth, looking around from time to time, as if they were worried about his safety.

Seeing them like this, Zhang Liang immediately waved to them and shouted, "I'm back!"

After hearing Zhang Liang's words, Zhong Tian, ​​who was originally anxious, immediately felt relieved when he saw him.

Zhong Tian walked quickly to Zhang Liang with a look of anxiety and concern on his face.

He stopped, took a deep breath, and then asked, "My Lord, you are finally back. I was worried that something might have happened to you, so I was planning to ask Zhong Zheng to bring people to look for you."

Zhang Liang shook his head, smiled slightly, and then said, "Nothing, I just encountered some things, so I was delayed for a while."

Then Zhang Liang told what had just happened in front of the clinic.

However, as he spoke, Zhong Tian's expression gradually became solemn.

After hearing what happened, Zhong Tian frowned and pondered for a moment.

His eyes revealed a hint of worry and helplessness, and he slowly said, "These aristocratic families have been operating here for generations, turning it into a country within a country. It's normal for them to be so domineering."

After saying this, Zhong Tian sighed.

He then continued, "From what the Lord just said, it's clear that Song Wen is extremely capable. After all, expecting these ruthless families to yield is simply wishful thinking."

There was a hint of admiration and helplessness in his voice. He obviously admired Song Wen's ability, but he also realized the difficulty involved.

After hearing Zhong Tian's words, Zhang Liang nodded in agreement and said, "But if Song Wen had done this, he would have become a thorn in the side of the aristocratic families."

Zhang Liang and his men knew very well the character of the aristocratic families.

They are well aware that these aristocratic families are powerful and deeply rooted, and will ruthlessly strike down anyone or anything that may threaten their interests.

If Song Wen is really as the people say, then he is truly admirable.

After chatting for a while, Zhang Liang looked at the sky and said to Zhong Tian and the others, "Master Zhong, let's get the things back first. It's getting late, and we shouldn't delay any longer."

Hearing Zhang Liang's words, Zhong Tian nodded and responded, "Yes."

His voice was crisp and clear, and he obviously had no objection to Zhang Liang's arrangement.

Then, they headed towards the inn with several carriages loaded with herbs.

Zhang Liang and his group were traveling slowly with a carriage loaded with herbs when suddenly several carriages came towards them from a distance.

As the carriage approached, several women with veils on their faces stepped down from it lightly.

Seeing Zhang Liang's figure, the women's faces bloomed with warm smiles at the same time, and then they walked towards Zhang Liang.

These women were Zhang Liang’s four sisters-in-law and Zhong Xueqing.

Qin Youlan was the first to walk up to Zhang Liang and asked with concern, "Uncle, have you bought all the herbs you need?"

After hearing what Qin Youlan said, Zhang Liang smiled and nodded, then said, "We have already purchased everything, don't worry, sister-in-law."

Qin Youlan nodded in relief, and the worry on her face disappeared.

Just as she was about to continue speaking, Wang Yuehan took Qin Youlan's arm and said with a smile, "Sister, let's stop talking for now. Uncle has been busy all day. Let's go into the inn and let him sit down and rest for a while."

Hearing Wang Yuehan's words, Qin Youlan nodded, then looked at Zhang Liang apologetically and said, "Look at me, I've been busy talking. Uncle, let's go inside and talk."

Afterwards, Zhang Liang and Qin Youlan walked into the inn together.

Zhong Tian stayed behind to arrange the herbs first.

Zhang Liang returned to the inn and just sat down when Zhong Xueqing poured a glass of water and handed it to him. She smiled and said to him, "Brother Zhang Liang, come and have a drink of water. I see you must be thirsty after talking for so long."

Zhang Liang smiled, then took it and said to Zhong Xueqing, "Thank you, Sister Xueqing."

After saying this, Zhang Liang drank the glass of water in one gulp.

After drinking the water, he gently put down the cup and smiled at Zhong Xueqing.

At this time, Zhong Tian, ​​who had arranged the herbs, walked in from outside.

Walking straight to Zhang Liang, Zhong Tian said, "My Lord, I have already arranged all the herbs."

However, Zhong Tian's tone became a little serious, and he continued, "But I just heard the conversation between those waiters, and it seems that our purchase of herbs today has attracted other people's attention."

Hearing Zhong Tian's words, Zhang Liang narrowed his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

He knew very well that their move today was indeed too big. Purchasing so many medicinal herbs at one time was like a fat sheep walking on the road in the eyes of others, which could easily lead to unnecessary trouble and danger.

Zhang Liang pondered for a moment, then slowly spoke, "It seems we need to be more cautious. But now that we've attracted attention, we can only respond accordingly."

Zhong Shu said to Zhang Liang at this time: "Uncle, don't think about it too much for now. It's already noon. I have asked someone to prepare some food. Come and eat something quickly."

As soon as he finished speaking, the waiter came up with the food.

After getting their permission, the waiter quickly put the food on the table and then left.

At the same time that Zhang Liang and his friends were enjoying lunch, in another luxurious hall, a fat man who looked like Maitreya Buddha was sitting at a long table.

This person is Liang Xiujie, the head of the Liang family, one of the aristocratic families. His family monopolizes the medicinal materials business here.

A long table was filled with a variety of delicacies from land and sea, from fresh seafood to exquisite pastries.

Liang Xiujie was surrounded by several young women who served him carefully, but there was a hint of imperceptible fear in their eyes.

Just as this seemingly kind man was immersed in the food and beauties, a man dressed as a butler hurried into the room.

His pace seemed a little hurried, obviously he had something urgent to report.

Liang Xiujie, who had been enjoying the maids' feeding service, frowned slightly and glanced at the newcomer with dissatisfaction. His tone was clearly unhappy: "What's wrong? Don't you know that I don't like to be disturbed when I'm eating?"

The man who looked like a butler immediately stopped and bowed his head respectfully, trying to calm his master's anger.

"Sir, I'm very sorry to disturb your meal."

He spoke carefully, "But there is something very important that I need to report to you immediately."

Hearing this, Liang Xiujie's expression eased a little.

"Okay, tell me, what's the rush?"

He waved his hand impatiently, signaling the other party to continue.

The butler immediately spoke up, "Master, there have been unusual movements in the city today. Several mysterious individuals have been purchasing medicinal herbs from various major medical clinics, spending lavishly. It seems they have strong financial backing."

As soon as these words were spoken, Liang Xiujie, who was originally leaning on the chair, moved slightly, and the gloom between his brows was gradually replaced by a solemnity.

His eyes slowly narrowed, a gleam in his eyes, as if he could see into people's hearts, and greed quietly emerged.

Although their Liang family is a prominent family here, it is at the bottom of the list in the entire Daqian. Now that he wants to expand, he needs external forces.

This sudden news undoubtedly threw a stone into his heart, causing ripples.

"Oh? Have you found out who is so generous?"

The butler bowed slightly, his tone more cautious: "My lord, we haven't yet ascertained their identities, but I've found out through our connections in the government that these people are merchants who entered the city yesterday. They seem to be quite wealthy."

Liang Xiujie tapped the chair beneath him gently, making a rhythmic sound, as if he was weighing the pros and cons with each tap.

The butler and maid standing by felt the solemn atmosphere and held their breath at the same time, not daring to even breathe.

They knew that the master was making an important decision at the moment and any slight interference could cause displeasure.

The temperature in the hall seemed to drop as Liang Xiujie thought, and an indescribable sense of oppression filled the air.

The housekeeper stood quietly by, a hint of nervousness in his eyes, waiting for Liang Xiujie's next instruction.