92, Stealing the Master's Skills

Inside the Taiping Medical Hall, only Old Yao was left standing alone behind the counter, fiddling with the abacus.

Tapping away, he suddenly stopped and looked at the bustling crowd outside the door.

In the past, he complained about the noisy group of little brats in the Medical Hall, but today, with the sudden quiet, it felt empty and desolate inside.

Old Yao took out six copper coins from his sleeve and threw them on the counter, muttering to himself as he interpreted the divination, "Not coming back tonight? Ha, at least I don't have to save their dinner."

There came a meow from the backyard, and he slowly made his way there, only to see Wu Yun squatting obediently on the eaves, surrounded by more than twenty Li Hua cats.

Old Yao said with a smile, "Just wait a moment."