Reverse-Checkmate
Editor: Atlas Studios
Looking at the few people's departing back view, Ye Yuan could not help shaking his head and smiling bitterly.
Seemed like Sword Thirteen and Sword Thirteen did not take his words in at all.
But a super holy land's every movement and action was also not that easy. He needed to hurry and make a trip to the Holy Region.
With a bout of great battle, the entire Immemorial Medicine Garden was already in utter disarray.
Those few million-year-old medicine spirits had long run to god knows where. The matter of finding spirit medicines, Ye Yuan could only give up as well.
Two months had passed, the outside world still did not know what kind of accident happened. This trip to the Holy Region was best as soon as possible.
At Cloudmarsh City, inside the City Lord Manor, Old Man Han furrowed his brows when he finished hearing Ye Yuan giving an account of the Immemorial Medicine Garden's events this time.