Previously, when he asked how to handle withered Spiritual Medicines, it was so he could take these withered Spiritual Medicines away.
"This..."
"Brother Wang, I won't take them for nothing, these withered Spiritual Medicines should cost you some contribution points in compensation, I can offer you some recompense."
Hearing Brother Wang earlier saying "thirty years of effort in vain," Chu Ning guessed the disciples responsible for cultivating the withered Spiritual Medicines would have their contribution points deducted.
His master had just given him fifty thousand contribution points, if he were to exchange for these withered Spiritual Medicines, he should be able to exchange quite a few.
"This... is not so good."
Wang Hai inwardly wished he could agree immediately, but because Fang Ping was present, he still showed some restraint.
In his view, this junior disciple Chu was just an easy mark. Those withered Spiritual Medicines were useless once taken.
