This damn fatty!

"Vice President, we only have two sets of spiritual herbs for the Saint breakthrough pill in our warehouse." The shopkeeper said.

"What? Why are there only two sets? I remember that there were more than ten sets. " Xiang Gaoyuan asked.

"Sir Vice President, have you forgotten? some time ago, in order to suppress the pillheart Pavilion, we purchased large amounts of spiritual herbs, resulting in a lack of funds. Thus, you ordered us to sell some spiritual herbs that we had no use for and even handed this matter to Deacon fan. Oh, that's right. He's no longer a Deacon of our Xingfeng Chamber of Commerce. You handed this matter to fatty fan. He acted on his own accord and sold most of the spiritual herbs used to refine the Saint breakthrough pill. The remaining two portions were only gathered when I cleared out the inventory." The shopkeeper said with a bitter face.