"Uncle Seven, Brother Wang has come to see you."
Wang Ba's arrival seemed to disturb the entire courtyard, he could see the windows of several rooms being cautiously cracked open, and behind those slits were intense and worried eyes.
He couldn't help but sigh quietly.
It was hard to imagine that this was once the family of a great outer-sect disciple.
A member of the Lu family led Wang Ba into a slightly cramped room of a two-part courtyard.
Just as he entered the room, he was met with a thick, choking smell of medicinal herbs.
Looking at the old man lying on the bed with his eyes closed, thin as a skeleton, Wang Ba could not in anyway relate him to Shopkeeper Lu, known for his witty and distinctive demeanor in West Garden Market.
How could such a significant change occur in just over a month?
He couldn't help but cast a doubtful look at one of the family members by his side.
This seemingly haggard middle-aged man was filled with sadness: