Including Lan Qingshan, who had just fallen to the ground, now stood up slowly, supporting himself against the wall, and then looked at Zhao Ya with eyes full of reverence and curiosity.
The name Zhao Ya had been heard all too often by Lan Qingshan recently.
Especially Zhao Ya's near-fantastical exploits in Yan Capital City, which sounded like legends to Lan Qingshan.
Seeing him in person now, coupled with the fact that he was saved by him, the shock in his heart was imaginable.
At this moment, Lan Tang finally trembled as he opened the bundle and took out a small package, handing it to Zhao Ya with great care and sincerity.
"This is the commission our employer gave us this time, a decade-old ginseng. I hope Young Hero Zhao won't find it beneath him."
Zhao Ya glanced at the serious Lan Tang with some surprise.
This old man was remarkable, knowing that such a piece of ginseng was quite valuable.
And he had only helped a little, but he gave such a generous thank-you gift.
