"This is..."
The appearance of the tomb grass stunned everyone.
The faces of the three heavy smokers changed drastically; the nauseating memory was vivid, and their stomach acid started to churn, making their expressions extraordinarily unpleasant.
Su Ran, however, was different, almost bursting into laughter. Luckily, he managed to hold it in; what a stroke of luck that his casual remark deceived the blacksmith. These NPCs are too easy to fool!
"Forgive me for my ignorance, what is that you're holding?"
The chief, who had lived for half his life, had never seen such a treasure as tomb grass and naturally didn't know what it was about. Seeing the blacksmith's confidence made him stunned instead.
"You don't even know this treasure? Hahaha, you are truly ignorant. This is..."
The blacksmith's mocking words came out in succession, but he choked halfway and turned to Su Ran, repeatedly asking, "Human, you still haven't told me the name of this immortal grass?"
"..."
