C81 There Were so Many Spirit Herbs That They Couldn't be Thrown away

As I squeezed through the crowd, I spotted Kangkang with his head hanging low.

"Kangkang."

At the sound of Jee Faang's voice, Kangkang looked up, his face on the verge of tears.

"Mr. Ji... Wuu... My Spiritual Root isn't good, and it seems I can't cultivate... No one wants me..." Kangkang wiped away his tears and gave a heavy sniff.

Jee Faang gently patted Kangkang's head and asked