So many days had passed and there was no activity at the martial arts hall, nor were any government officials sighted.
Huang An's emotions had finally stabilized. The worries in his heart were suppressed back into its depths.
These past few days, he devoted himself to martial arts training. Although he did not make further progress with the turtle shaping body exercise, the parts he had practiced before were becoming more proficient.
They were currently on their way to City Lord Mansion to buy the Return to Origin Soup from Guo Silang.
As for Senior Sister Zhao, she left early in the morning, leading the chores team to continue managing Pang Han's medicine shop.
Normally, when someone dies suddenly without heirs, their assets would end up in the City Lord Mansion.
But now, the Zhao Family's power was so great, no one dared to raise this issue.
As for unmovable assets like land deeds and house deeds, the City Lord had delivered them himself on the same day.