Under the pure white glow of the moonlight, the earth seemed to don a layer of frost, snowy and sparkling.
Beneath the night sky, a shadowy figure stealthily moved through the medicinal fields as if searching for something.
Although it was very dark, he was able to avoid objects and obstacles along the way with uncanny ability.
Lin Yifan hunted his prey like a frog-catcher.
Soon, he locked onto his target.
He quietly extended his hellish hand and grabbed at a medicinal herb rooted in the soil, as if it were sleeping; then he yanked it forcefully from the ground, wrapped it in a piece of clothing, and tiptoed towards the riverbank.
He didn't allow the thousand-year Blood Ginseng a chance to cry out before bundling it up; no matter how the Blood Ginseng screamed, it was to no avail.
