After a glance, she closed the box and said, "Indeed, these are the mature crimson eyes, preserved remarkably well." Taking the box, she turned to Yuan Jing. "Since you're a friend of Mo Chen and he made this request, I can certainly heal your eyes."
"Thank you, Phoenix Empress." Yuan Jing stood and bowed respectfully toward the front.
"I need to extract spiritual essence from these fish eyes. For the time being, you may stay here. However, the two people with you must leave first."
Feng Jiu's gaze shifted to the old man's guards. With three children still present, she wouldn't allow them to stay—too many people, too many eyes. As for Yuan Jing, she had confirmed with Mo Chen that he was indeed his friend. Moreover, Mo Chen had spoken highly of Yuan Jing. Given that, she naturally treated him with some leniency.
Hearing this, Yuan Jing paused, then turned to the two beside him. "Uncle Yuan, you two should return first."
