But he didn't expect that Yu Xiuzhun didn't have someone come to pick up the medicine, but rather came in person.
Now he's quite curious about the purpose of his return.
"Master, Mr. Yu is here." Diwu Zexuan's assistant brought Yu Xiuzhun to the door, bowed respectfully, and then withdrew.
Diwu Zexuan turned around slowly at the sound, looking at Yu Xiuzhun standing at the door, and smirked, "Should I call you Mr. Yu now, or Mr. Bai?"
"Yu Xiuzhun is already dead, and the death certificate was handled by Dan Hanjie. Are you looking to cause him trouble?" Bai Zheng stepped in leisurely, seeming calm in response to Diwu Zexuan's teasing.
He walked up, pulled out a chair in front of Diwu Zexuan's desk, and sat down.
His long legs crossed, he looked up at Diwu Zexuan.
With a relaxed posture, it didn't seem like he was here to ask for medicine, but rather visiting an old friend.
