"Then how did the herbs from your Medicine King Valley end up on this black market?" Ye Tianfan wondered, since Medicine King Valley didn't trade with these people, where did the auctioned herbs come from?
Yao Lingshan's face turned suddenly cold, a rare murderous intent flashed in her eyes. The usually carefree and innocent Yao Lingshan showing such an expression took Ye Tianfan by surprise.
"Intercepted!" Yao Lingshan clenched her tiny fist and said, "Does Brother Ye know that twenty years ago, a batch of herbs was hijacked thirty miles outside our Medicine King Valley?"
Twenty years ago?
Herbs?
Hijacked?
A series of information flooded Ye Tianfan's mind. If it was twenty years ago, wasn't that when Bai Yufei was still a medicine slave at the Yao Family?
"Lingshan, was that batch of hijacked herbs escorted by a medicine slave with the surname Bai?"
As soon as Ye Tianfan said this, Yao Lingshan looked shocked and repeatedly asked, "Brother Ye, how do you know?"
