The Blood Clan Young Master faced Fengtian, licking his face as he said, "Auntie, how about forgetting about those ten-thousand-year-old medicinal materials?"
"Those things are very important to me. For someone at the peak of being a Secondary Ancestor like you, consuming them wouldn't bring a qualitative leap, but it's different for me."
"If I consume it, it could really bring about a qualitative leap for me..."
However, before he could finish, Fengtian reached out her hand and said sternly, "Give it to me!"
"Auntie..." The Blood Clan Young Master continued to call, still wanting to act spoiled, but Fengtian remained unmoved, giving him no warm look and just staring at him coldly.
"How is it, with so many people watching, do you still want to openly deny it? Then where is your WeChat as the Blood Clan Young Master? A dignified Blood Clan Young Master, if he lacks WeChat and trustworthiness, who will still be convinced by you?" Fengtian said with a harsh tone.
