Chapter 105: Discussing the Demon Sect Again on the Painted Boat (10,000-word update, please subscribe)

The autumn wind swept through, bringing a flurry of fallen leaves.

As deep autumn approached, the weather gradually began to cool.

The bare tree trunks along the Yu State River added to the desolation and solitude.

But the days at Jishi Hall were like usual, ordinary, tranquil, and cozy.

"Doctor An?"

An Jing and Zhao Qingmei were grinding herbs when a voice suddenly came from outside the door.

A middle-aged man dressed in coarse cloth limped in.

"Old Li, how's it going, is your leg better?"

The person standing at the door was Old Li, a boatman on the Yu State River. Recently, as the weather turned cold and the number of tourists visibly decreased, there was naturally less work for him.