Li Qinghe was seen nodding and bowing, whispering something to a blue-robed elder with a goatee and a mean-looking face.
"Elder, couldn't you grant us a few more days? After all, the purple spirit fruits won't be ripe for another month. Harvesting them now will cause too much loss!" Li Qinghe said with a humble expression.
The elder glanced at him and scolded angrily, "Don't forget why the ancestor didn't kill you all! If it weren't for the fact that you know how to farm spirit herbs, the ancestor would have long since... Hmph!"
Chapter 165