"Take those potion formulas and leave with the others through the secret passage," Ye Qing calmly said. The Herbalist Guild could no longer be defended, and he could not let his life's work be ruined by the Devil race.
"Great Master, aren't you coming with us?" Yin Jiuchen looked at Ye Qing in fear.
Ye Qing shook his head.
"Someone has to hold back the devils here. I am old, and I have lived long enough. You are still young and are the hope of mankind. Remember what I have given you. You will be better than me in the future," Ye Qing smiled and said.
"No! Great Master, I won't leave if you don't leave." Yin Jiuchen shook her head with tears in her eyes.
"Don't be silly. This door won't hold for long. Hurry up and leave." Ye Qing pulled Yin Jiuchen to open the secret passage of the Herbalist Guild and stuffed her in before shouting at the other Herbalists.
