Venerable Master Serenity's cold eyes glanced back and forth between Luna Sutton and Corbin Crowley, who was tied up on the ground like a dumpling with spirit light.
"Can you cultivate Spiritual Medicine?"
His tone gave no hint of joy or anger.
Luna Sutton quickly nodded, her desire to survive overwhelming, "Yes, yes, my husband is especially good at cultivating Spiritual Medicine, I guarantee he will manage your medicine garden to be more beautiful than The Immortal Lands."
After speaking, she stealthily kicked Corbin Crowley's calf.
Corbin Crowley's silver eyes flickered with embarrassment; cultivating Spiritual Medicine, he couldn't even recognize them, how could he possibly cultivate Spiritual Medicine?
But under Luna's intense hinting gaze, he could only squeeze out two words from between his teeth: "A little."
Venerable Master Serenity glanced at him indifferently, flicked his wide sleeve, and instantly the spirit light binding Corbin Crowley dissipated.
