"Wudao, this is for you!" Mo Feixuan took the jar of Dragon Blood handed to her, didn't even glance at it, and threw it directly to Ye Wudao.
"Sister Bao'er, you..." Ye Wudao looked shockingly flattered.
Mo Feixuan treated him too well!
She had given him dozens of treasures!
Deep sea snow lotuses and Dragon Blood alike!
Each item, if fallen into external hands, could provoke a fight among Emperor Level warriors!
Ye Wudao didn't know how he could ever repay such a favor!
"It's just Spirit Stones, nothing rare. My family owns over a dozen spirit mines. Every year for my grandfather's birthday, he receives tens of millions of Spirit Stones; we can never use them all up!" Mo Feixuan said nonchalantly.
Gulp!
Over a dozen spirit mines!
And receiving tens of millions of Spirit Stones as gifts each year!
The entire room was staring, dumbfounded.
"What kind of family background is this?"
"That's terrifying!"