My Foolish Husband Turned Out to Have a Hidden Identity Too

"Hehe, Elder Zhao, I've won again this round."

In the inn, Wu Yu held a black chess piece and placed it lightly on the board. He chuckled and said, "How's that? You should be convinced by now."

"Master Wu Yu, your chess skills are exceptional. I, Zhao, willingly admit defeat," Elder Zhao said with a humble smile.

At this moment, a voice full of energy sounded from outside the door, "Master Wu Yu, Shopkeeper Yi Xu from Huichun Hall is here to see you."

"Huichun Hall?" Wu Yu furrowed his white eyebrows before relaxing them. "Huichun Hall is one of our Qingyun Sect's industries in the mortal world. Since that is the case, let him in. I wonder what business the shopkeeper has with me."

"Yes, Master Wu Yu."

The voice respectfully responded, and then the door was pushed open slowly.

A middle-aged man dressed in a blue robe walked in. His expression was clearly anxious. When he saw Wu Yu, his eyes lit up. He quickly stepped forward and cupped his hands in respect. "Subordinate Yi Xu greets Master Wu Yu."

"Yi Xu, is it? What matter do you wish to report to me?" Wu Yu's gaze was indifferent, neither warm nor cold as he glanced at the middle-aged man.

"It's like this, Master Wu Yu. In the past two days, Huichun Hall sold one hundred plants of fifty-year-old herbs," Yi Xu said, his tone filled with excitement that he couldn't suppress.

However, upon hearing his words, Wu Yu furrowed his white eyebrows once again, "Is that it?"

"No, no, that's not it," Yi Xu swallowed hard and said tremulously, "Just now, the girl who bought the herbs sold them back to Huichun Hall."

"Alright," Wu Yu couldn't help but interrupt him, his aged face showing clear annoyance, "You should handle such matters yourselves. There's no need to report to me."

"But those herbs had turned into hundred-year-old herbs after passing through her hands," Yi Xu said, feeling wronged. If it weren't for an important matter, he wouldn't disturb Master Wu Yu's peace.

"What did you say?"

Wu Yu stood up with a start, his old face full of disbelief as he stared at Yi Xu. His expression frightened Yi Xu, who shrank back and spoke in a weaker tone.

"A girl purchased one hundred plants of fifty-year-old herbs, and in just two days they turned into hundred-year-old herbs. Those herbs bore Huichun Hall's mark, which is so hidden that the girl probably didn't notice, and thus sold them back to Huichun Hall."

Though it was merely a few sentences, he had clearly explained the situation.

Wu Yu and Elder Zhao were both stunned. How could such an unbelievable thing happen? It was said that some skilled individuals could revive withered herbs, but none had ever heard of someone who could increase the age of herbs.

"Yi Xu, are you telling the truth?" Wu Yu's heart trembled. If such a person truly existed in the world, wouldn't it be terrifying?

"Absolutely true. Those herbs were sold by me personally. I couldn't possibly mistake them."

"Thud!"

Wu Yu's legs gave out, and he sat back onto the chair. He took a deep breath and asked, "Do you know that girl's name and address?"

"I don't know. However, since she wanted to sell some Revitalization Powder and our appraiser wasn't present, I told her to come back tomorrow."

"Revitalization Powder?" Wu Yu was taken aback, his eyes flashing. "Bring me that Revitalization Powder to take a look."

Revitalization Powder was the most basic of elixirs, something even an apprentice could easily refine. But he was very interested in the girl who could increase the age of herbs.