C951 Isn't He Just a Grade Six Alchemist?

"Right, right, I totally forgot!" Chen Jinluo exclaimed, smacking his forehead before producing a Storage Ring.

"All these herbs are yours to take."

Feng Zhentian accepted the ring and peered inside. The herbs were exceptional, but not the ones he was seeking.

"President Chen, these aren't the herbs I need."

"Oh? No problem. Later