Inside Myriad Herbs Hall's lobby. The brothers of Gold Core realm tightly hugged the clump of glinting object in their arms. Their bodies shivered with fear.
While laughing strangely, the old Daoist with a green skin complexion walked towards them. He managed to force a kind smile on his face as he spoke to the brothers, "Fellow Daoists, your Energy Rotting Ghost Mushroom is a good treasure. Mm, the people of Myriad Herbs Hall were making too much noise trying to take their share of the loot. But, how could there be such an easy profit under the heaven? That's why we've killed them."
He cleared his throat and continued saying with a bright smile, "Don't worry, we are all good guys! Hehe! Now, can you tell us what do you want?"
