Ming Xueying was exceptionally clever; how could she not see through her father's intentions?
But her expression was also quite grim.
After all, she entered the central area late, and by the time she got in, she'd hardly scavenged anything. Then, she bumped into Qin Qi's affair.
Yet since her father brought it up, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and step forward.
Soon after, she took out her spoils from her storage pouch.
Clatter.
"Six spirit plants of over twenty years, twelve of ten years, two of fifty years!"
Seeing these results, Tianhong Ming's lips twitched.
Although the quantity far surpassed what other Ming Family talents had gathered,
As the guide for the whole family, this amount was nothing but a drop in the bucket—it wouldn't do anything to help him turn the tide!
