C387 387 Question 2

"Young Master, Young Master!"

Steward Mei called out as he hurried along. Chen Yang's brow furrowed in concentration; he was in the midst of refining pills, and stopping now would render the herbs worthless.

"What is it, Steward Mei?"

Chen Yang raised his voice, "I'm in the middle of a bath. Can it wait until I'm done?"

Outside, Steward Mei paced impatiently. Of all times to bathe