A Father Teaching His Son

The white-robed killing god Yuri Qualls nodded lightly. 

"I personally escorted them. However, Heather holds the heavenly sword and is in charge of the palace. It is not convenient for us to talk about the matters of the capital, much less ask."

This was the Northern Army's respect for Heather Sage.

Tristan Yandell said decisively, "The third batch of materials, 100,000 spirit crystals, 100 billion small spirit stones, 100,000 spirit herbs, and 7,000 pounds of divine-level plant demons were all stolen. The next day, they were distributed to various places. They were defective products, as well as ordinary flowers and stones that had no medicinal effects."

"What?" Dominic Lowe was shocked. 

This was no small matter. 

Such a large amount of resources was enough to create a superpower. 

In the end, it was switched out for no reason?

Yuri's expression was cold. "The thing I personally escorted was stolen in the capital?"