Lin Wanqing froze. “What kind of reward do you want, sir? If I have it, I’ll gladly give it to you.” She assumed he wanted spirit stones, pills, or something along those lines.
Chen Mo shook his head and walked up to her one step at a time. He reached out, seeming to want to touch her wound.
Lin Wanqing instinctively took a step back and watched him warily. “Please mind your manners, sir.”
Chen Mo’s hand stopped in midair. Unfazed, he chuckled. “Don’t be nervous. I’m not trying to take advantage of you. It’s just a shame to see you lose so much blood.”
He turned toward the young man who still hadn’t been dealt with, his gaze turning cold. “What was that you mentioned earlier, Condensing Qi Grass? Hand it over.”
The young man shuddered at his look, hesitating to move.
“What, do I have to get it myself?” Chen Mo rolled his wrist, making it crack.
The young man glanced at his companion, who was lying on the ground and groaning, then looked back at Chen Mo. At last, he gritted his teeth, pulled a jade box from his robe, and tossed it to him.
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