"Hehe, okay, bro!"
Lin Ziyang replied modestly.
Led by Yuri, Lin Shou quickly entered the earthen fortress and descended into the cellar.
He first gave the herbs on the wooden racks a quick inspection, then broke into a delighted smile and said to Yang Honglei and the others:
"You guys have rendered a great service!"
"Huh—?!" Yang Honglei and the others all froze.
Weren't they just some herbs?
Their quality was indeed quite good, but surely they didn't warrant being called a "great service," right?
Faced with the puzzled looks of the raiding team members, Lin Shou was about to explain.
Before he could speak, Yang Honglei interrupted:
"Too many ears around here. Let's put these Palu away first."
Lin Shou parted his lips, and his gaze toward Yang Honglei, the deputy team leader, gained a few traces of appreciation.
He didn't wear his emotions on his face, nor was he swayed by credit.
At critical moments, he could even notice easily overlooked details.
Not bad!
"The item is here..." Lin Shou slapped his storage belt, and a teapot entirely emerald green, as though carved from jade, suddenly flew out and hovered quietly before them.
"Only volunteers may enter."
Since everything had already been agreed upon, Helo and the other Palu had no intention of dragging things out.
After all, in their eyes, these adults who had entered the medicine storage vault were all emissaries of the demon race.
If they angered them, they would gain nothing but suffering.
They might as well cooperate.
That way, before becoming sacrifices to the Demon God, they could at least live relatively comfortably for a while longer.
"Go in..."
Helo forced out a bitter smile and spoke to the young Palu huddled together.
Then, without waiting for Lin Shou to urge them again,