The steward gave Feng Wu a strange look, wondering what she was up to.
In any case, the inscription lock on the black wooden box couldn't be opened unless one was a Level-8 inscription master or above, and Steward Zhao would never believe that Feng Wu was such a master.
However…
There was a soft click.
This sound seemed to be specially made to mock Steward Zhao.
Feng Wu had unlocked the inscription lock, which he had thought she would never open.
"You!"
The steward watched as Feng Wu took out five blood source crystals from the box.
Feng Wu frowned. "Why are there only five?"
Steward Zhao was speechless. "Isn't five enough? Don't you know how valuable blood source crystals are?! Do you know how many there are in the entire Hua clan? Only five?!"
Feng Wu said, "That's indeed not much. Where can I find more?"
Steward Zhao was so infuriated by Feng Wu that he was almost out of breath.
