Fang Lin chuckled. Indeed, there was a side hall in the Supreme Saint Hall that housed many ancient medicinal herbs. He didn't expect that the Corpse Ginseng's sense of smell could detect them.
"Everything here is mine, you won't get a single ancient medicinal herb." Fang Lin sneered.
Upon hearing these words, Corpse Ginseng glared at Fang Lin fiercely, then immediately revealed a flattering color.
"Well then, I had previously risked my life for you, if there's no credit, at least there's hard work, if there's no hard work, at least there's fatigue. You still owe me so many ancient medicinal herbs, let's forget about it. Just give me a dozen or so, so that I can enjoy a good meal." Corpse Ginseng finished and looked at Fang Lin with a face full of anticipation.
Fang Lin chuckled: "If you want ancient medicinal herbs, answer a question for me."
"Ask away, I'm a well-rounded scholar, there's nothing I don't know." Corpse Ginseng confidently stated, patting his chest.
