Hidden Real Immortals
編輯: Nyoi-Bo Studio
In the evening, Wang Yao was at home having dinner when he received a phone call. Not too long after, Wang Mingbao came to his house, looking anxious.
"What's wrong?"
"Uncle and Aunt Wang," Wang Mingbao greeted Wang Yao's parents. "I have something to tell you," he said to Wang Yao.
"What's the matter?"
"Remember the last time I told you about those ginsengs?"
"Yes, I remember. What about it?"
"Earlier this afternoon, I paid a visit to my friend's house. He had already sold half of his stock. You mentioned that the ginsengs have adverse effects; are the effects serious?!" Wang Mingbao exclaimed. "He sold so many of them; will that cause problems with the law?"