The Western Region

"Who's it? To think that person actually dares to loot from my, Sun Ying, herb garden! Damn it! Damn it!" Sun Ying still could not figure out who had looted from his herb garden even after he thought about it for a long time. His heart was filled with pent up anger and frustration. He could only stomp his feet in anger in the end.

He felt as though he was slapped by someone in the dark. He did not know how the one who slapped him was. He felt as though he had swallowed a bitter pill.

The amazing Medicine King, Sun Ying, had to suffer this humiliation in silence. If news of this spread out, it would cause an uproar in the Upper Province of the Dao Martial Saint Land.

Meanwhile, Duan Ling Tian and his two companions who had escaped from the herb garden was unaware that the old man who had imprisoned them was a famous person in the Upper Province of the Dao Martial Saint Land.