Sharpest Touch

Shu Jing retorted, "It's not that I forbade them from going to the medicinal mountain but that the rules of the medicinal mountain have always been like this. They don't have a bloodline totem, and they can't take out medicinal pills of the corresponding level in exchange. Naturally, this is the only way."

"The so-called rules of the medicinal mountain were originally set by you." Displeasure flashed across Jin Yunlai's eyes.

Shu Jing pursed her lips, and her voice softened. "Nothing can be done without rules. I'm doing this for the good of Fantasy Divine Palace."

Jin Yunlai retracted his gaze and stopped looking at her.

They had known each other for so many years, and he knew very well what Shu Jing was up to.

The medicinal mountain stretched for thousands of miles and grew endless natural treasures. Its value was immeasurable.

Shu Jing just wanted to take a share of the loot.