The Feng Residence in Xia Capital, from its layout, was quite similar to the one in Li City; every brick and tile crafted with ingenuity and uniqueness. Yet in terms of size, it was even larger.
Ye Lingyue couldn't help but be astounded. In the inch-gold land of Xia Capital, to purchase such a large mansion would undoubtedly come at a sky-high price. Indeed, the Feng Residence was a testament to the immense royal favor in Daxia.
After being announced, Ye Lingyue entered the Feng Residence, only to see Old Sir Mu anxiously pacing like an ant on a hot tin roof.
By his side stood more than a dozen Xia Capital doctors, rigid as posts, and several alchemists, all wearing troubled expressions, waiting beside Old Sir Mu.
Among them, there were even a few Imperial Physicians from the Imperial Palace, which spoke volumes of Feng Xun's high regard in Emperor Xia's heart.
