"This is a weed, I'll say it again," the wolf-headed soldier said expressionlessly.
"This is not a weed, it is a medicinal herb!" With Luo'er by his side, Boyan seemed to speak with much more confidence.
"Hah, medicinal herb," upon hearing his words, the wolf-headed soldier let out a mocking smile and then shook his head, "It must be specially for treating heartless people like you."
Having said that, he no longer paid attention to Boyan and turned to leave, clearly not wanting to get too entangled with Luo'er.
"Thank you for your help, Young Lord Luo'er," Boyan said, relieved to see the soldier leave, and expressed his sincere gratitude.
"I haven't done anything yet," Luo'er spread his hands, looking puzzled.
"No, no, no, just standing by my side is the greatest help to me," Boyan waved his hand.
"What kind of medicinal herb is this?" Luo'er's gaze shifted to the plant on the ground.