Dai'er shook her head and replied absentmindedly, "Dai'er doesn't remember anymore."
"It's alright." Nalan Zhangqian smiled gently. "This Divine-Spirit Fruit is hard to get. Perhaps that old man only had two of them. Your grandpa's not feeling really well recently, so let him have this Divine-Spirit Fruit."
"But…" Dai'er twiddled her fingers in confusion and muttered, "Dai'er still has three here which enough for everyone. Why must we give Dad's one to Grandpa?"
"…"
Nalan Zhangqian took a deep breath, trying to resist the urge to scream.
How lucky was his daughter?
He had been to so many spirit herbs shops but had only managed to buy a small quantity of the spirit herbs. His daughter did not even have to spend much to get five Divine-Spirit Fruits effortlessly.
