Difficult To Believe

Feng Jiu didn't want to help at first, but after seeing the pleading look from Song Yiping, she sighed softly and said, "For Song Yiping's sake, give me three medicinal herbs aged a thousand years old from each of your families!"

When several Patriarchs heard this, they looked at each other. Even though it wasn't difficult for them to get three medicinal herbs aged a thousand years old, these herbs were extremely valuable. Hesitant, one of them started to ask, "Could we give fewer..."

Feng Jiu interrupted, "Four herbs."

When those Patriarchs heard that, they were shocked. "Why four right now? You just said three, right?"

"That was before you hesitated," Feng Jiu sneered. "If you are not willing to do it, don't worry; I don't lack your thousand-year-old herbs."

Worried that any more hesitation would increase the number, they gritted their teeth and replied, "Fine, four it is. But you must resolve this matter for us."