Yuan Ci sighed bitterly, fully realizing the cunning of the Ghost Vine.
Now he deeply regretted it, wondering why he had been so blinded as to conspire with the Ghost Vine for the Purple Vine Secret Stash.
And now, the Ghost Vine had directly inducted, no, more like subdued Jiu Jin, Cong Mang, and Shi Liu.
"How did he do it?"
"How could he possibly do it?"
"There's someone behind him, there must be someone behind him!"
Yuan Ci felt both angry and bitter, the situation pressing on him, he had no choice but to reply, "I only know about three of them."
He pointed to the golden Magic Storage Bag: "It's a Time Money Bag; every time some time passes, it condenses some gold in the bag."
"This is an alchemy creation from the goblin era."
"I know it very well because most of the gold coins here are taken from this bag."
"I also had a part in setting up this Purple Vine Secret Stash."
