As people walked through the cities, stopping now and then, most would pause to gaze at a certain wooden building within the walls. Inside the mahogany building, rows of tea jars and counters filled with medicinal herbs were on display, with several uniformly dressed Physicians sitting upright behind them. Above the entrance, a prominent plaque displayed three large, gold-stamped characters: "Hundred Herbs Hall."
The scene in the calligraphy painting ended there, yet the grandeur of its Mental Realm made its underlying ambition clear to anyone who saw it. It carried a profound meaning—Hundred Herbs Hall would spread across the Nine State and Three Prefectures of the Great Wei Dynasty!
Wang Ji stared blankly at the scene, completely mesmerized for a moment. This was exactly the future he hoped for—the future of Hundred Herbs Hall. And naturally, it would include his own contributions.
