Half an hour later, Xia Ping had cleared out almost the entire Herb Garden. It was a complete mess, with bundles and bags everywhere. Every last blade of grass had been pulled up, leaving not a single plant behind.
There wasn't a single plant left in the garden, let alone a spirit herb. They had even dug three feet into the ground and stuffed all the spiritual soil into sacks.
The Shark Demon Grandmasters' mouths twitched. They were utterly despairing. If the Shark Demon King came back and saw that his home had been emptied, he would surely fly into a rage.
And they were accomplices, efficiently helping pack everything up. This was too much for a demon to bear.
"Oh, right. Besides the Herb Garden, where's your family's treasury, where you keep all your valuable treasures? I'd like to have a look around and broaden my horizons," Xia Ping said casually, making it clear he meant no harm.
What a load of nonsense about broadening his horizons!
The Shark Demons gritted their teeth. This bandit didn't just want to pack up and take the entire Herb Garden; he also wanted to loot the treasury in their Royal Palace. He wanted to sweep up everything, leaving nothing behind!
"Our Shark Demon Clan is very poor. We've poured all our resources into cultivating this Herb Garden, so we're so poor even flies don't bother visiting. Don't even mention a treasury. We don't have spare money for anything like that."
A Shark Demon bared its teeth, insisting there was no treasury here.
Thud!
Xia Ping struck in an instant, slapping the Shark Demon flying. He beat it several times in a row, leaving it with a swollen face and coughing up blood.
"What did you say? The wind's a bit strong lately,