C635 The Unpredictable Bing Ling!

Guan Zhong was taken aback. He snatched the snakeskin bag from her hands and peered inside. His head spun as he realized it was brimming with honeysuckle flowers—every last one of his stash must be in there.

They were just dried!

Guan Zhong felt a surge of despair. What on earth are you doing?

"Why do you need so many honeysuckle flowers?" he inquired.

"It's not for me; Ye Feng needs them