Dinner consisted of several raw fish, which Chunhua had caught while rowing on the lake earlier. They were still lively and jumping around on the plate.

Seeing that her younger brother was absent-minded, Chunhua said, "Stay here for a few days and try to focus your mind."

"Um."

Is the Hall of Heroes managed?

“Hehua goes to clean and worship every day.”

"good."

After staying with his sister for three days, Awen wanted to go find Lin, so the high priest drove him back to the city.

Because the High Priest and Chunhua often brought fish, Zheng Lanxiang warmly invited them in to sit down. The High Priest only came in and sat down when he saw that Xie Yin was not there. He whispered something to Lin: "Take Awen and leave here as soon as possible. Don't let him have any improper thoughts. I'll give you the addresses of some places with a lot of medicinal herbs. Go and take a look at them one by one."

Lin took the slip of paper from the high priest, unfolded it, glanced at it, and nodded solemnly.

Three days later, Lin bid farewell to Jiang Shuyin and headed to the Lingnan Chinese Herbal Medicine Market.

Jiang Shu drove the two to the airport. Lin stood at the entrance and noticed that Awen was looking sullen. He suddenly suggested, "Let's hug each other. Who knows when we'll see each other again?"

Jiang Shuyin stroked her smooth, silky hair, hugged her, and crossed her arms behind her back: "I will always be waiting for you in Anshi."

"Okay." Lin hugged him tightly before letting go, and looked at Awen: "We both hugged him, and we neglected Uncle. Let's hug him together."

Awen's downcast eyes suddenly widened.

Jiang Shuyin now understood Lin's true purpose. Seeing that Lin had already hugged Alvin, Jiang Shuyin went over and hugged both of them, burying her head and whispering, "Take care."

The plane took off into the blue sky at 11 a.m., and Jiang Shuyin sat in a park near the airport for a long time, enjoying the breeze.

That night, Xie Yin smelled a faint fishy smell on her body and washed himself thoroughly with a different fishy smell.

Jiang Shuyin sighed, supporting her aching back: "This monster has a really keen nose; it can still smell the wind after it's been blowing for so long."