158 New Emperor Tomb Island Master (10K Votes Requested) _4

"This Spiritual Spring, it seems to possess some spirituality. Not bad, not bad at all."

Among the three forces, the youngest-looking one was the last one. He appeared to be in his thirties, with star-shaped brows and a sharp gaze that carried an innate air of acuteness.

He laughed lightly at this moment and said to the others present, "This tea, this Spiritual Spring, I want them all."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly turned tense.

Huang Min's face nearly crumbled on the spot, his eyelid twitching. After a moment of stasis, he burst out laughing and said, "It's just a little bit of Spiritual Tea and Spiritual Spring. Don't be so polite, my fellow Daoists."

"Very well, when you leave, I'll have someone prepare a little for each of you. You will not be left wanting."

He had no choice but to play dumb amidst the exchange of words.