"It's not exactly a case of theft, but it's pretty much the same."
Beichen took a deep breath, his expression exceedingly complex, "A ginseng has run away, but that's not the main issue. It… it took the elixir from the Pill Furnace."
"Wait, did I hear that wrong? What do you mean... a ginseng has run away?" I scratched my head, not understanding what Beichen was talking about.
Xiao Li suddenly piped up, having overheard Beichen and me, "How can you not understand that? I get it. The ginseng has turned into a spirit! I've heard old folks say that a ginseng that becomes a spirit turns into a child, so Ginseng Harvesters tie a red thread around the young ginsengs, right, Brother Chenn?"
"Yeah." When confronted with the lively and pretty Xiao Li, Beichen's cold gaze softened, and he gently patted her head.
