Shitou and Lu Yun paid no attention to Lu Chentao.
"Find someone, and go to the Botanical Research Institute right now to bring back that pot of Goosefoot Grass," Shitou contemplated for a moment after the second test yielded no results, then ordered one of his personal guards to carry out the task directly.
"Yes," the guard saluted and promptly went to fulfill the command.
"Uncle?" Lu Chentao looked at Shitou with eager eyes, feeling as anxious as a cat being scratched, what on earth was going on?
"What's the hurry?" Shitou glanced at him and didn't plan to reveal it right away. It seemed that relying on facts to speak would be somewhat more convincing.
Whining, Lu Chentao had no choice but to resign himself to sitting there patiently waiting for the laboratory results.
The Goosefoot Grass was soon retrieved, and, following Shitou's instructions, its roots, tubers, and berries were all tested separately.