Every time she encountered someone like this, she would calmly bury them.
Unfortunately, this time it was different.
Cui Long was someone the master needed to escort.
Moreover, as an alchemist, they were surely useful to the master.
Cannot be buried.
They can only be frightened a little.
Dou Bao thought as he started to continue calming the fine battle horses.
'A horse like this could sell for at least 100 silver coins; along with the saddle and such, selling for 110 silver coins wouldn't be excessive. There are 10 of them, totaling 1100 silver coins, which is enough to buy a small-aged ginseng for the master to make soup.'
Dou Bao thought as he looked at Jason.
At this time, Jason had already returned with ten 'Fireball Spell Staffs.'
Why did Jason take action directly?
It was natural because he smelled the scent of the 'Fireball Spell Staff.'
With that scent, no questions are needed; they must be from the 'Transmigration Cult.'
