Hundred Herbs Hall.
The moment Qi Tian and the other three stepped through the entrance, a man with a goatee behind the counter looked up.
He glanced over their Falling Cloud Sect robes, and a familiar smile immediately appeared on his face.
"Good morning, honored guests from the Falling Cloud Sect. What kind of spirit herbs are you looking to buy?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze suddenly stopped on Chen Er.
No.
More precisely, it stopped on the waist-high crimson fruit tree strapped to Chen Er's back.
The smile on the goateed man's face froze.
"This… this is…"
He rubbed his eyes and took another careful look.
"A Bloodfire Spirit Fruit Tree?!"
The goateed man shot to his feet, hurried around the counter, and rubbed his hands excitedly.
"Honored guests, are you here to sell this Bloodfire Spirit Fruit Tree?"
"Not for sale." Qi Tian shook his head. "We're here to turn in a mission."
"Huh? Turn in what mission?"
The goateed man froze.
