Annoying Grass

White Robe Immortal Zhang Weiguo dropped to his knees with a thud.

His eyes were three centimeters away from the "wild grass" Liu Di had kicked up.

His eyes bulged like two separate "glass balls," then he looked up in shock. "It really is a Thousand-year Ginseng!"

Then—

Zhang Weiguo's tears streamed down his face as he stared straight at Liu Di. "It's been five years. Countless people climb these mountains every day. It feels like these hills have been turned over completely, yet no one has ever found a Thousand-year Ginseng!"

The short-haired girl also walked over, staring blankly at the ginseng lying in the dirt, her watery eyes glittering.

This girl was one of the people Zhang Weiguo had mentioned, climbing the mountain from dawn to dusk without rest, digging through the soil day after day. Yet after several years, she had found fewer than ten Ten-year Ginsengs!

Forget Thousand-year Ginseng—even a single Hundred-year Ginseng was her dream!

But this young man in white had casually kicked three times and found two Hundred-year Ginsengs and one Thousand-year Ginseng!

How was something she could not accomplish despite all her hardship so effortless in someone else's hands?!

"Here."

The short-haired girl, still steeped in shock, suddenly saw the Man in White appear in her field of vision. A faint curve lifted at the corner of his lips, his smile as gentle as a spring breeze. He held out the freshly unearthed Thousand-year Ginseng to her.

"Here."

The Man in White repeated himself, utterly sincere. There was no scheming or other purpose visible on his face, only a faint smile.

The short-haired girl's body stiffened slightly, her eyes widening as she pointed at her own nose. "This... is for me?"

The Man in White nodded. "That's right. Thank you for saving