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At dawn, the office was brightly lit.
The man in a suit handed a briefcase to Poison Master Wang E.
"Director Wang, sorry to trouble you again."
Wang E sat by the coffee table, yawning and wiping sleep from his eyes.
"Oh, what's there to trouble over?"
As he spoke, he opened the case and saw it was packed full of lush green herbs.
The leaves of the herb were long, with coarse, stiff hairs, a bit prickly to the touch.
Wang E didn't hesitate, he took all the herbs out of the case and arranged them neatly on the table, inspecting them bit by bit.
Ever since the Ancient Immortals made contact, they often traded, and the middleman for these trades was the Dark World! Wang E wasn't clear on trades through other routes. When it came to transactions involving Immortal Grass, many would pass through him for inspection and quality checking.
"Poisonous Orchid, Immortal Grass of Sequence Nine.
"The hairs are of varying lengths with patches of baldness, the quality is so-so.
