"Where's Xuan'er?"
Yun Yanling stepped into the shop, her gaze scanning the room before landing on Qin Zhan, who was busy arranging items on the shelves.
"He's cultivating upstairs," Qin Zhan replied with a smile, deftly placing freshly delivered spirit pills onto the display racks.
"Shuang'er went with Father to the imperial capital for the Hundred Clans Gathering. Where did this new batch of spirit pills come from?"
Curiosity flickered in Yun Yanling's eyes as she watched her husband, flanked by a few shop attendants, stocking the shelves with a fresh supply of spirit pills.
"They're all hand-crafted by Xuan'er himself. Shuang'er even made him a specialized alchemy furnace.
"These days, aside from completing the lessons assigned by Mr. Yu, Xuan'er spends all his time cultivating and refining pills," Qin Zhan said, his tone brimming with pride.
"Really?"
