"Leafless flower, Purple Vine Stalk, Yellow Spirit Fruit---"
Tang Feng listed seven or eight kinds in a row.
The old traditional doctor listened, but his face turned bitter; his eyes bulged as he angrily said, "Young man, everyone that comes here is of decent quality. Stop making unreasonable trouble."
"Old man, if you have it, just say so. If not, I'll go to another stall. What's there to get agitated about? You must take care of your health." Tang Feng smiled and walked towards the next stall.
Wait a second, what's this?
Tang Feng's gaze was attracted by a medicinal herb next to him.
A beautiful woman was examining a herb. Tang Feng glanced around and then, with a light smile at the corner of his mouth, he realized that the people watching in this direction had not noticed the preciousness of the herb but were instead fixated on the woman.
Looking at these people who were captivated and zoning out, Tang Feng's expression also became quite splendid.
