Chang Yi stopped the carriage, the middle-aged man turned to face Xiao An Na.
"Miss, where did you get something like this?" asked Chang Yi. He knew that cultivating spiritual plants was very difficult and very risky work and only a handful of people manage to do it very well.
"I planted it, it's only a few days old, Sir," Xiao An Na answered.
"Really? Do I have a hearing problem?" Chang Yi frowned.
"What are you saying, Miss? This spiritual plant is a few days old? Didn't you say something wrong?"
Xiao An Na shook her head. "No, I didn't Sir. I planted the seeds of the spiritual plant a few days ago," Xiao An Na replied lightly. The girl didn't realize the impact of her words.
Chang Yi froze on the spot, the middle-aged man checked the leaf in his hand.
'Is it because this spiritual plant is only a few days old that I can't feel the spiritual energy from these leaves?' Chang Yi thought.
