"Gu Zheng, since you have so much Jinchuan Grass, it doesn't matter if you give one to Old Master Meng. Save him first!"
As soon as Old Master Gu finished speaking, everyone looked greedy.
This was Jinchuan Grass they were talking about! Gu Zheng actually had over a hundred stalks in his hands! There would be enough to give one to everyone here.
Their eyes were fixed on Gu Zheng, and Old Master Gu frowned. "Gu Zheng, Old Master Meng saved my life, after all. Even if you're dissatisfied, you should give him a stalk of Jinchuan Grass. Moreover, my health has been poor recently, so you should give me some too. It can be considered as filial piety."
Qiao Xi sneered in her heart. Old Master Gu was really thick-skinned.
In order to force Gu Zheng to hand over Jinchuan Grass, he got a bunch of people to pressure him.
Old Master Gu and Madam Gu looked at Gu Zheng greedily.