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The old man, Yang, casually glanced over the gifts prepared by Lin Yushan with lackluster interest.

He had lived for so many years, there wasn't much he hadn't seen. How many years of wild mountain ginseng had he not seen? What size of lingzhi mushroom hadn't he come across?

To him, the items Lin Yushan brought, while valuable and precious, were still less significant than the medicinal herb seedlings he had just planted.

Watching as old man Yang's gaze swept over the rare medicinal materials and supplements that Lin Yushan had purchased, Chu Yanxi prayed in her heart that as a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, he would just accept the medicinal materials—it would be best if he didn't take the gold.

Chu Yanxi watched nervously as Yang's gaze eventually landed on the box containing the gold bars.

Old man Yang stopped.

At this, both Lin Yushan and Chu Yanxi grew tense.

Lin Yushan feared that Yang wouldn't like these vulgar objects.