To Play The Long Game (2)

"Yeah," Feng Da answered. He didn't suffer any physical pain. All he suffered was mental pain. Boohoo…

"Third Elder? Haha!" Suddenly, Feng Da saw a middle-aged man covered in leaves and blooming with countless pink flowers. He was stunned, and then he laughed hysterically.

"Third Elder, you met with such fate too!" Feng Da circled him a few times, then stopped in front of him and tugged at a little flower on his body. Huh, it's actually real? How did Miss do it? She's really amazing.

"Hmph!" The third elder snorted and looked up at the sky without even looking at Feng Da.

"Third Elder, I really want to beat you up. But seeing how beautiful you are now, I really can't bear to do it. Alas! I'm magnanimous, so I'll forgive you!" Feng Da said with a smile.

"Hmph!" Another snort came.

"Miss Leng, this is the essence restoration grass you wanted." Long Hao handed Leng Ruoxue a few blades of emerald green grass.