That night, in the South Suburb Tea Mountain of Yunshui City.
The slender stream at the foot of the tea mountain continued to flow forward.
Two figures were moving, and one of them, unmistakably Tu Suxia, headed toward the tea mountain.
Tu Suxuan had arranged everything, yet overlooked one place.
"Is this where Yunshui Tea is cultivated?"
The Poison Venerable, dressed in a green robe, was not conspicuous in the dark night.
Tu Suxia accompanied him, with injuries on his body treated, but his face was still swollen, and he wore a flattering smile.
"This is the place, and those Feitian Centipedes are also raised here. Master, we should first dig up the few Poison Tea Trees that produce Centipede Tea, then take away the Feitian Centipedes, and finally set the tea mountain ablaze so that Tu Su's family gets nothing from it."
As Tu Suxia spoke, his face was full of spite.
He stayed at Tu Su's House for years and ultimately got nothing.
