Feng Lan was aware of the peeping glances but she just smirked as if she did not care about them at all.
"These spirit herbs are prepared by Paramount only for Old Master."
In another word, the rest of the Mu family members were not entitled to even a bit of it.
Everyone's smile faded, awkwardly. Why did this message sound similar to Fengyun clan's?
"On behalf of my father, I sincerely thank Young Master Jiu Ming."
Mu Ling shot a fierce glance at those Mu family members who were eyeing the gift hungrily before turned his focus to Feng Lan. He softened his voice when he said, "Since Paramount has already emphasized that these spirit herbs are solely for my father, I think everyone else has understood it well."
These past few years, the Mu family had provided old master with many precious spirit herbs so Mu Ling did not care about these spirit herbs.
He only cared about the spirit water in the old master's possession.
