Ever since the world war that happened five thousand years ago, all the spiritual energy in the world had gradually thinned out. Duan Feihan, who was a walking vault of spiritual energy, was the first and only person she had seen throughout her five thousand years of living!
Bai Chuwei left Duan Feihan's embrace in content. She lifted the bag near her feet and pulled open the zipper to retrieve a bag of medicinal ingredients before passing them to him. "Here you go, your father's medicinal ingredients."
Evidently, Bai Chuwei had blatantly stolen a huge sum of money from him.
As the successor of the Duan Family, he did not flinch even once for spending three hundred million yuan nor did he reveal any traces of heartache.
Duan Feihan's hands were crossed together as he calmly asked. "Chuwei, what's inside your bag?"
