Gu Wenheng took a sip of tea. "You think those are a dime a dozen? That I can just produce one whenever I want?"
He Nan's shoulders slumped in disappointment. Although he had suspected this might be the case, hearing it confirmed was still a great letdown.
"An emergency at home?" Gu Wenheng asked. He was naturally reluctant to give away too many items from his 'space'; he and Jin Qianqian had worked so hard to cultivate them.
However, over the years, they had also occasionally received some valuable medicinal herbs. Their quality and potency might not match what their 'space' produced, but they were still rare treasures.
"My grandmother at home has been relying on medicine to stay alive. The medicine pills made from that Centennial Ginseng you gave me last time are almost gone. But recently, even with our entire clan searching, we haven't been able to find another ginseng of such an advanced age. That's why I came here to try my luck."
