Faced with Su Han's provocation, Lyu Qingyu's face flushed, yet he was helpless.
Clearly, this was not the time for an argument, as Lyu Qingyu turned his head, the screen changed again, and a medicinal ingredient appeared.
It was a piece of wood, at least for now, it truly appeared to be just a piece of wood.
The upper part of the wood seemed to have been bitten by countless insects, revealing small pits of varying depths and colors, making it appear rotten.
Upon seeing this piece of wood, many people frowned, but King Zhou's eyes lit up, and he immediately spoke: "Ten Thousand Year Spirit Wood!"
Upon hearing this, the old woman smiled slightly, just about to speak when Su Han shook his head and said, "That's not correct."
"Hmm?"
King Zhou immediately turned to look at Su Han: "Su Han, are you trying to oppose me?"
"You don't have the qualification for me to oppose you." Su Han said casually.
"You are called Su Han, right?"
