"Right now, the third Prince, Yuwen Feiye, and the others are after the thousand-year-old ginseng that might be in the hands of the Lin family's eldest young master. And the Lin family's eldest young master is our old master, Lin Deshan!"
Lin yuelan knocked on the table and sneered sarcastically, " it seems that the situation in Qingfeng city will change with grandpa's appearance!"
Many forces had their eyes on Lin Deshan, wanting to take the thousand-year ginseng from him.
However, not many people knew the ginseng Lin Deshan had was not the Lin family's treasure from 20 years ago, but the treasure that Lin yuelan had given to him.
Lin Qingsong looked at Lin yuelan's disdainful expression as if she was looking down on an ant, and a hot-blooded impulse surged in his heart. This was an impulse to fight and compete.
