Qiuming Mountain's expression changed several times.
It was clear that he had heard of this Longsheng Root.
However, upon hearing the long-haired man's words, Qiuming Mountain's eyes showed a trace of fear: "Second Protector, Lord of the Hall, I was given the Longsheng Root? Why, why didn't I know?"
"Hehe." The long-haired man's gaze fell on the cup of tea in front of Qiuming Mountain: "Just now, in the tea you drank, there was the Longsheng Root bestowed upon you by the Lord of the Hall. Once the Longsheng Root is planted, you will become a trusted person of the Lord of the Hall, inseparably connected with the Eternal Life Hall. It seems you're not too willing?"
Qiuming Mountain opened his mouth, not caring about the cold sweat on his forehead, and quickly knelt to the ground, raising his hands to the sky: "I wouldn't dare! I wouldn't dare, I thank the Lord of the Hall for bestowing the Longsheng Root, thank the Lord of the Hall!"
