Xuanyuan Mo Ze looked at those people indifferently before asking Feng Jiu, "Can they treat seventh-grade medicinal pills like eating candies like you do?"
The crowd was stunned when they heard this, their eyes widening in surprise. What did they hear? Treating seventh-grade medicinal pills like candy? How could that be possible?
Such medicinal pills were extremely valuable; even a great sum of money couldn't buy one. And this bearded man claimed his wife was eating them like candy? That couldn't be true.
Feng Jiu smiled faintly. "That's true." She took his hand, "Let's go; I don't find these people pleasing to the eye."
"Hmm, " Xuanyuan Mo Ze replied, not even bothering to look at the crowd again as he led her away.
Song Yiping glanced at his father and said, "Take care," before quickly following Xuanyuan Mo Ze and Feng Jiu.
"Yiping, wait!" Father Song tried to grab him, but a surge of hidden strength struck his outstretched hand.
