Xia qingchen was really too much.
Didn't Yan feiqing just say a few nasty words?
Just bear with it for a while.
But now, he couldn't even get a single reward.
The old man at the counter looked at Xia qingchen with a deep gaze. He shook his head silently and opened the bundle.
It was as if he could already see the disappointed expression on his face when he announced that Xia qingchen had picked the wrong item and that he would have nothing left.
Unfortunately, this thought could only remain in his mind.
When he opened the package, the old man at the counter widened his eyes and exclaimed, ""They're all three nether leaves!"
He carefully rummaged through it, and there was no junk inside.
They were all three nether leaves.
Moreover, these three nether leaves came from the inner area where the wind was the strongest.
The leaves were thick and the quality was good.
Yan feiqing and the book maniac were frightened by the old man's surprised voice.
