“Heyu Medicine Shop.”

Looking at the signboard before him, Su Muyu softly murmured the name. The shop’s name was created by combining the “He” character from “Bai Hehuai” and the “Yu” character from “Su Muyu”—unlike in Qiantang City where they had only used “Bai He.” He smiled slightly, suddenly feeling a warmth within.

Bearing his “Yu” character, it was as if this place could belong to him too.

As he stood lost in thought, Bai Hehuai pushed open the door and came out. Seeing Su Muyu at the entrance, she froze, then followed his gaze upward and blushed. “Since we opened this with the money we earned from the medicine shop in Qiantang City, for fairness, I added your name too.”

Su Muyu lowered his head and smiled at Bai Hehuai. “Thank you, Divine Physician.”

“What are you thanking me for?” Bai Hehuai was puzzled. “I heard you went to meet someone earlier. Oh? You have friends in Nan’an City?”

Su Muyu shook his head. “Not exactly friends, just an old acquaintance I happened to meet here in Nan’an.”

“Oh.” Bai Hehuai thought this was truly a boring answer.

“Divine Physician,” Su Muyu suddenly called out again.

Bai Hehuai started. “What is it?”

“Since half of this medicine shop belongs to me, why haven’t you invited me in?” Su Muyu asked.

“Oh, oh, oh, come in, come in.” Bai Hehuai finally realized and hurriedly made their way. She remembered their first meeting when she had carried a small medicine box alone to brave that mansion heavily guarded by Spider Shadow, facing Su Muyu and the Patriarch with calm composure and quick wit. Yet now she stood there dumbly like a goose, feeling somewhat frustrated with herself.

“Where is everyone?” Su Muyu walked into the courtyard to find it empty, without a single person in sight.

Bai Hehuai went inside to pour a cup of cold tea and came out. “I originally prepared only one bed since I thought you’d come alone. Dog Dad was more foresighted, knowing that Su Changhe would follow, and secretly prepared one more. But who could have guessed you’d bring your childhood sweetheart? So Dog Dad took them shopping for bedding and other necessities.”

“I see.” Su Muyu imagined the former Anhe funeral master, the Ghost in the Bamboo Hat, shopping for quilts and sundries on the street, and couldn’t help but find it amusing.

“What’s so funny?” Bai Hehuai asked, puzzled.

“Do you think Su Changhe bargains when he shops?” Su Muyu asked out of nowhere.

Bai Hehuai immediately imitated Su Changhe’s gesture of stroking his mustache: “These, these, wrap them all up for me. Those, those, I’ll take them all. Here’s a tael of silver, keep the change.”

Su Muyu burst into rare laughter. “Hahaha, a perfect imitation, perfect!”

“As you said, that’s how newly rich people are,” Bai Hehuai smiled proudly, then naturally asked the next question. “By the way, what’s the story with your sister? Why did you suddenly bring her out from the sanctuary? Didn’t you say the sanctuary was the safest place?”

Su Muyu’s smile faded as he spoke seriously. “Because we discovered that Anhe was the blade that destroyed Wujian City, and some of those involved are still alive, living in the sanctuary. Although these people have long since retired and likely won’t kill again barring unusual circumstances, there’s still a blood debt. I couldn’t feel at ease letting Chaoyan stay there. I thought of Divine Physician, feeling this would be an extremely safe place. Divine Physician is so reliable, and with Uncle Zhe here, Chaoyan will certainly be safe.”

Hearing Su Muyu praise her reliability, Bai Hehuai felt proud, but she also caught another meaning in his words. She asked, “The way you speak, it’s as if you’re entrusting her to me. Aren’t Anhe’s affairs settled? Do you have something else to do?”

“Yes, some matters from years past,” Su Muyu replied quietly.

Bai Hehuai was clever enough to guess immediately: “Related to Wujian City?”

“I won’t leave yet, I’ll stay in Nan’an City for now,” Su Muyu smiled. “After all, I own part of this medicine shop, so I should help run it properly first. Perhaps after staying long enough, I won’t want to leave.”

“Everyone come in, come in!” A shout came from outside, followed by Su Changhe kicking open the main door and running in excitedly. “Careful with that, careful! Take the food to the kitchen first, and Uncle Zhe, show them where to put the bedding in the inner rooms. The rest of the things, put them in the courtyard first, let me think about how to arrange them.”

Bai Hehuai and Su Muyu exchanged glances, and Bai Hehuai spread her hands. “See what I mean…”

“Make way, make way!” A large man staggered in, holding a huge crystal water jar above his head. The jar was completely transparent, dazzling in the sunlight, filled with water, and several colorful unknown fish swimming inside.

“What is this thing?” Bai Hehuai asked in surprise.

The large man was now covered in sweat. Originally, they were only selling the jar, with the fish just for display, but Su Changhe wanted both the jar and the fish, making him carry this enormous object over by himself. Just as he reached the courtyard and was about to set it down, his foot slipped.

“Ah!” The large man cried out in horror.

“Ah.” Su Changhe sighed lightly, leaping forward to catch the crystal jar. The jar that should have weighed thousands of jin seemed weightless in his hands as he gently set it down steadily.

The large man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. “Thank goodness.”

Su Changhe patted the fish tank. “Five hundred taels, you know.”

The large man nervously swallowed. “So sir is a martial arts master.”

“Used to perform in the martial arts world, practiced acrobatics,” Su Changhe waved his hand. “Everyone else, put everything away properly. Then go to Uncle Zhe to collect one tael of silver each.”

Bai Hehuai walked forward to watch people carrying various odd items and said helplessly, “This is a medicine shop, not a general store.”

Su Changhe waved his hand. “I’m not decorating it as a medicine shop. I think of this as our home. Since we’ll be living here from now on, naturally we need more interesting things, decorations we like.”

Su Muyu smiled. “I didn’t know you liked watching fish…”

A bird’s cry interrupted Su Muyu’s words.

Su Muyu turned to look and smiled wryly. “…and playing with birds…”

“Everyone has their preferred way of living. You like to pound medicine and cook, being a proper gentleman, while I enjoy watching fish, playing with birds, and listening to music, being a shameless young master,” Su Changhe said somewhat proudly. “To each their own!”