"Hello, I need some herbs. Help me sort them out; I'll send you the list in a moment." Dialing Chu Qinghan's number, Fang Yan cut straight to the point.
"Hmph, you stereotypical blockhead. Do you ever call me for anything other than business?" A sullen voice came through the earpiece of Fang Yan's phone.
"Then I'll find someone else."
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