They waited for about an hour, and it was already near dusk, yet not a single shadow was in sight.
"Mo Wu, could it be that Long Qingchen got duped?"
Liu Ying and Chang Yan were getting a bit impatient from the waiting.
"Probably not. After all, the other party is the Third Prince. The information should be reliable."
Mo Wu patiently continued to wait.
"We've already spent several days for some Mortal-grade Spiritual Medicine. Is it really worth it?"
Chang Yan muttered.
It's truly puzzling why Mo Wu cares so much about those mere Motherwort and Cuscuta.
As a Spiritual Practitioner, she rarely suffered injuries, so she had little interest in herbs that treat bruises and injuries.
"Foolish, do you think—if the other party can provide special Cuscuta and Motherwort—they cannot provide other herbs? If we could figure out why their herbs are particularly effective, perhaps we could apply that method to other herbs. Then, it would no longer just be Mortal-grade herbs."
