As if to prove Ying Zijin wrong, the young man deliberately walked to the front of everyone and stamped his foot again.
Nothing happened.
The young man turned his head, his expression mocking, "What's wrong? Why stop? Don't tell me you saw all the medicinal herbs on this mountain and want to claim them all for yourself?"
"It's only because Qingxue is not in good health and can't compete with you, otherwise—"
He hadn't finished speaking when the ground shifted, and a deep pit appeared.
In an instant, his foot found only air.
The young man had no time to react and fell straight down.
His face showed terror, and he let out a scream.
Just then, a hand violently grabbed his clothes, pulling him back up.
Ying Zijin let go and her gaze fell on the suddenly appearing trap, her expression slightly stern.
This kind of large trap was meant for capturing animals.
Some animals' fur and bones could also be used in medicine, and the Ancient medical field had many such traps.
