Irregular

"Ning?"

"Sect Mistress Ning?"

"What's wrong? Is something wrong? "

Zhao Shuning looked at the group as if they were facing a great enemy, smiled, and said, "What kind of expression is that? Nothing happened, so don't worry."

"Then what about these medicinal herbs?"

I didn't say that I don't want them, I just said that we don't need to put them all in my courtyard. Shuang'er, huff, in a bit, you guys split the herbs with everyone.

"Sect Master, this is against the rules."

Everyone, since you believe in me, Zhao Shuning, after entering my Shuiyun Sect, I, Zhao Shuning, will not treat you unfairly, and even more so, will not suck your blood. I hope, that in the future, my Shuiyun Sect will grow stronger and stronger, and you will always be able to follow behind me.

Everyone's eyes were moist.

They were all Apothecary, and they came from all directions.