C189 Sorry to be Late

"Not good, that's the Wild Spirit Grass!" At this moment, when Feng Yao's eyes were focused on the small purple grass, a surprised expression appeared on her face.

The faces of many people present darkened, Cang Baiyu also frowned, his heart sinking. As the young master of Tefeng Commerce Chamber, he also knew of this type of spirit medicine called Wild Spirit Grass!

Wild Spirit Grass