C102 The Corpse Flower

In the medicinal garden, Zhao Lin was incessantly muttering to himself. "Damn it, it's all their fault. If it weren't for those jerks, I'd have my share of the spiritual herbs. Such a shame, all those herbs, and I managed to secure only a handful. Next time, I won't be so courteous. I'll have to act first and decisively!" he grumbled as he approached a thatched cottage