Yang Fan truly didn't expect that Ying, who looks so ugly and radiates such a strong evil aura, turned out to have such a miraculous use. It's really quite appropriate to call it a spiritual beast.
This time's medicinal harvest is indeed a fruitful one.
"There's really still someone." Mr. Fan's voice sounded on the phone, "Things on Li Mountain are still wrapping up, and not everyone has withdrawn yet. Later, I'll give you a call, and you can contact him tomorrow."
"But, remember not to say too much to him. That kid is a nutcase and has a nasty streak. I've already given him the specific requirements; just hand over the stuff to him and wait for him to inform you when to pick it up. Discussing directly with him, you're likely to get fooled by that kid."
"Master, I'm suddenly feeling a bit touched..." Yang Fan said.
"Shut up!"
