Hearing this, Xu Wendong couldn't help but furrow his brows. "What method did Ye Qiu use to obtain these medicinal herbs?"
Hu Jie lifted his eyes, his gaze pausing briefly on Xu Wendong's body. Then, as if recalling something, he let out a heavy sigh.
The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, pulling out a faintly mocking smile. His tone was full of disdain. "Forget it. Even if I tell you where these medicinal herbs came from, what meaning would it have?"
"You're nothing but a Foundation Establishment Stage ant. How could you possibly change Ye Qiu's fate?"
"Saying it out loud would only add to your troubles for nothing!"
In Hu Jie's heart, the gap between realms was an insurmountable chasm.
A Foundation Establishment Cultivator was as insignificant as an ant, utterly incapable of having any substantial impact on the current situation.
Xu Wendong's eyes instantly turned cold, a flash of icy light streaking through them like a blade in a winter night.
