After sitting on the lounge chair for a while, Yin Tian took out his phone and dialed the number of the Know-It-All's person in charge.
The call was quickly answered, "Hello, boss."
"I need Qingming Grass, Sun Tendril..."
Yin Tian listed a whole series of names, more than twenty kinds of precious herbal medicines.
Among these herbs, some had even become extinct and were very hard to find.
Yin Tian's voice was very firm, "At all costs, no matter the price, I need those things."
The person on the other end of the line clearly sensed the gravity in Yin Tian's words and immediately responded, "Okay, boss, I got it."
"Also, find out where Zhao Wan is right now."
When Yin Tian said this, his expression was truly ferocious to the extreme, and malevolence swirled around him.
He wished he could appear in front of Zhao Wan right now, to let Zhao Wan know what real fear was!
"Okay."
The person on the other side of the line agreed and then hung up.
