"Why do these spirit herbs look so familiar?" Jiang Ming glanced at a few spirit herbs in the stall and raised his eyebrows.
When he went to the Plant Hall to help with the Misty Rain Technique, he remembered seeing these spirit herbs. They were all valuable, and Feng He had told him to take good care of them.
He did not expect that these things would appear in the black market in the blink of an eye!
However, Jiang Ming just glanced at them and continued to walk forward. Huang Chu and Feng He, the big shots of the Plant Hall, did not pursue this matter. Therefore, why should he meddle?
It was not even his own spirit herbs. He was just a farmer.
