Three days later, at the Crown Prince Residence.
Xue Qinghe looked at Tang Chuan, who was forcing himself to stay calm, and a hint of scrutiny rose in his eyes.
But when he saw the excitement and unease beneath Tang Chuan's calm—emotions that could not be faked—the scrutiny in his eyes quickly faded. His expression remained normal as he waved a hand over the tabletop of the side table beside him.
Three flowerpots appeared on the table, lined up in a row.
The three flowerpots were of similar diameter, all around a foot wide, but their materials and colors varied: an ordinary earthen-yellow clay pot, a dark-purple stone pot, and a warm-yellow jade pot.
And within these three flowerpots grew three grass plants whose appearances were fifty to sixty percent alike, respectively deep blue, blue-purple, and blue-red.
"These three," Xue Qinghe said, raising a hand to point at the three flowerpots before him and introducing them one by one, "are respectively a nine-thousand-nine-hundred-year original-attribute 'Blue Silver Grass,' an eight-thousand-seven-hundred-year 'Purple Scorpion Blue Silver Grass,' and an eight-thousand-three-hundred-year 'Qi and Blood Blue Silver Grass.'"
"Based on the evaluation of the medicinal liquid's effects that you provided, you may choose any one of these three 'Blue Silver Grass' plants!"
As Tang Chuan listened to Xue Qinghe's introduction, he forcibly held back the urge to step forward and examine them up close. His eyes swept hard back and forth among the three "Blue Silver Grass" plants.
Purple light shimmered in his eyes, clearly showing that he was fully driving his Purple Demon Eyes to enhance his vision.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince," Tang Chuan said, struggling to pull his gaze away from the three "Blue Silver Grass" plants. He cupped his hands toward Xue Qinghe and said, "Might this student be allowed to