It's that kind of... cold and without temperature, yet slippery to the touch.

The sensation made Peng Fei shudder for a while; it was a subconscious physiological response that he couldn't control.

"What are you standing there for? Come in quickly." Xu Qian was still unaware of what had happened.

"Okay, coming right away." Peng Fei shook off his thoughts and walked in carrying the fruit he had bought.

But as he walked, he couldn't help but recall the sensation from earlier, and as soon as he thought about it, goosebumps instantly rose on his skin again.

Xiaoqing glanced at him thoughtfully, then, without saying a word, obediently took Xu Qian's arm and followed him inside with a grin, under his questioning gaze.

The Meng family hadn't been this lively in a long time; it was rare to see so many people sitting at the table.

Peng Fei hasn't appeared for a while. He said he's been busy with a project, a 'big production,' and has been working overtime for several nights in a row. He looks extremely haggard, and if he weren't taking Xu Qian's medicine, his hair might have started falling out again.

"I'll send you some calming medicine later. You need to get some rest so you don't ruin your health," Xu Qian said as he ate.

"Okay! I'll take it on time, uh... I'll try my best!" Peng Fei didn't dare to make any promises, but taking the medicine shouldn't be a problem.

Xu Qian shook his head, understandingly refraining from bringing up this heavy topic again.

After the group finished dinner, Peng Fei hadn't even had time to digest when he was called away by a phone call.

After Peng Fei left, Xiao Qing recounted the results of her investigation in Ulan.

First, there's the monk named Neil, whose Qingfeng Chime was passed down from his master; as for the magic artifact, it was indeed obtained from the female ghost, and he sold it to a merchant in Ulan who collects funerary objects, and he had already sealed it; finally, there's Hua Laosan, the 'Moon Goddess' is real, but the one in China is fake, the real one is carried by Hua Laosan, but the whereabouts of the Moon Goddess now is a mystery.

Xu Qian, the only one who knew where the Moon Goddess was, raised an eyebrow but didn't offer any further explanation.

Hearing this, Xu Qian became curious about how Monk Neil had sealed it.

“I didn’t ask about that, but he said he’ll be coming to China this month,” Xiaoqing said, lying on the sofa, her bare feet swinging back and forth.

Xu Qian looked at her for a while and then felt a little annoyed. He pulled out a blanket from behind the sofa and covered her restless feet with it.

Xiaoqing gave him a strange look, then kicked the blanket away. "It's so hot, what are you doing?"

"Keep covering it up." Xu Qian turned his gaze away and pressed down on the other person's hand.

Meng Ziqiu watched the two's little actions and couldn't help but smile, a very sly smile.

“But speaking of Hua Laosan…” Meng Ziqiu nudged Xu Qian’s shoulder, “When I went to Yuncheng last time, I ran into someone you know, Yan Jiudu.”

"What's wrong with him?" Xu Qian asked.

"Have you forgotten? He used to work for Hua Laosan. He might know where the things they took went."

"Is that so..." Xu Qian thought for a moment, then took out his phone. He had Yan Jiudu's phone number and could try to contact him.

However, when Xu Qian tried to call, the phone was switched off.

"Uh..." Meng Ziqiu said, "Maybe it's because it's too late?"

Xu Qian glanced at the time and realized it was already eleven o'clock.

"That's all for today, I'm going on a long trip the day after tomorrow."

"Where are you going?" Xiaoqing kicked the blanket away.

Xu Qian patiently covered her up again, saying, "Go find some medicinal herbs."

"Are you going alone?" Meng Ziqiu turned to him.

"I can manage on my own, don't worry."

I hope everything goes smoothly in this search for blood ginseng.