The Huo Family warehouse, Little Flower tugged on Chen Muxue's clothes, curiously looking around while biting her fingers.
Changgui walked at the front, stopping occasionally to look at the medicinal herbs on the shelves, while Chen Muxue walked behind with her hands behind her back, trying to mimic a leader's gait as if she were a supervising authority.
In reality, she was only observing Changgui's reactions, pretending to glance at these materials she hardly recognized, occasionally nodding as if she understood.
"These are just basic materials. More valuable ones require stricter preservation methods. When we enter the inner warehouse later, there can't be so many people," Huo Lian said, lifting the grasping Little Flower and placing her back beside Chen Muxue.
Cen Lizhui crossed his arms, seemingly uninterested in the surrounding materials: "You have another warehouse, don't you?"
