"Young Master Tang, I have a request, and I hope you can help me."
After stepping on Tang Feng once, Sheng Yue felt much better and wasn't as restrained around Tang Feng.
"Call me Brother Feng, and maybe I'll consider it."
"Brother Feng."
Tang Feng pondered for a moment and said, "Hmm, doesn't sound very sincere."
"Brother Feng, do me a favor." Elder Sheng Yue suddenly wanted to play a prank, showing a daughter-like demeanor, leaving Tang Feng dumbstruck.
The change in tone was so fast, he couldn't keep up.
Seeing Tang Feng's bewildered expression, Sheng Yue angrily stepped on him again.
Ouch!
Why are you stepping on me again, Sister Sheng Yue? Even though you're beautiful, I won't give in to you so easily.
Tang Feng chuckled.
"Can you be serious? I really need your help." Elder Sheng Yue said angrily.
"Tell me, let's see if I can help."
"I need an elixir, and I hope you can make it for me; I can trade you with a Blood Spirit Crystal."
