Kapitel 1789: Bai Ling? (4)

"Qi Su, the time is nearly up." The young man gave a grim smile, "You are doomed!"

"There is still one month. How do you know I'll fail?" Qi Su sneered and looked cold, "You dare to treat us like this, just because my master is away. Why didn't you dare to say a word when she was around?"

"Haha," the young man slowly stood up, and his stare wrapped around Qi Su like a viper, "your Master has been missing for three years and no one has heard from her. She must be dead! Don't expect her to stand up for you! Without her, you're nothing!"

Qi Su turned pale. It was the greatest pain in his heart that Master had been missing for three years. How could he not be angry hearing these words?

"Qi Mo, I've found someone who will sell me a spirit herb. In a small place like Fenglin Town, as long as there is one spirit herb in my herbal medicine shop, all the herbs in my shop will be sold out within a month."

"Spirit herb?"