In the middle of the night, Tony Clark was riding his snow leopard towards the Academy administration office at full speed.
In one hand, he held the golden orb, which was connecting a call to the Clark family manager, Lady Malkin.
"Young Master, what is your command?" the lady asked from the other side with a smiling face.
"Did you see the list I sent?" Tony asked with a questioning look.
"Yes, Master. I think the list contains all the rare herbs and medical potions," Malkin replied in a steady tone.
"Collect everything on that list. If possible, gather at least three sets of them," Tony instructed with a serious look.
"Young Master, is it really important?! Some of the herbs on that list are too precious. Even the Clark family treasury has no stock of them, as they are the rarest of the rare," Malkin said in a hurry tone.
