"Let's go get the ginseng king," I patted Zheng Xiongqi on the shoulder and reminded him.

He turned his head to look at me and smiled bitterly, "Brother Feng, I think I'd better forget it, we have made so much."

"What, I'm afraid Brother Hao will cause trouble for you? It doesn't matter, I'll take it back in person."

"Don't, we must carry such a good thing, haha."

Zheng Xiongqi showed a smirk on his face and rushed to Room No. 1 of Tianzi.

This is also a guy who is not afraid of heaven or earth. How could he be really afraid of Zhou Zihao? What's more, his family is not much worse than Wang Dayan. If you don't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face, Zhou Zihao really dares not do anything to him.

Follow him and walk into the empty room of Tianzi No. 1.

On the middle wall, the ginseng king with purple air was clearly fixed in a red sandalwood photo frame, which was very noble.

A smug smile appeared on the corner of my mouth, and I walked forward and took off the photo frame.

The room suddenly had a smell of medicine floating like nothing, which made people feel refreshed.
Chapter completed!