The old Clan Leader was very considerate, which touched Ji Nuan a little. She pinched the leaf-wrapped package in her hand, and couldn't help but express her awe.
There must be at least five of them. The number was indeed quite considerable, and her smile became even more genuine. "I will bring members of the Watson Tribe to participate in the next grand trade fair, and bring more potions at that time.
Of course, if you urgently need more potions, you can send someone from your tribe to find me in mine."
The old treeman smiled broadly and nodded, "Alright, then we'll wait for your next visit in Beast God Mountain."
After leaving the Divine Tree Clan, Ji Nuan, Xiu Yan, and the medicines returned to their tribe. After entering their tent, they couldn't wait to open the leaf-wrapped package they had been holding all along. Eight snow-white Beast God Fruits were obediently lying on the leaves, looking charmingly adorable.
