"You found it first? What a joke, I've discovered this Spirit Grass months ago and was just waiting for it to mature. First come, first served, so it's you who should leave."
The disciple from the Candle Flame Sect snorted coldly.
This statement was virtually indistinguishable from twisting words to rob others, which made Chu Fengmian's eyes turn cold unconsciously.
Chu Fengmian wasn't interested in provoking others, but that didn't mean he was weak. The Spirit Grass was discovered by him first; it belonged to him, and no one could snatch it.
"If you're a newcomer and don't want trouble, you'd better leave quietly, lest you invite a fatal disaster."
The Candle Flame Sect disciple glanced at Chu Fengmian and spoke.
While speaking, his figure moved swiftly, reaching out for the Spirit Grass.
