Auction Hall. Private Room.
Yue Zhiya was watching the ongoing auction on the stage and noticed the sentient millennium ginseng. Though he already knows that some immortal herb can gain a human form, it doesn't mean he won't be surprised to finally see one with his own eyes. Seeing a young man with plant sprouts on his head, Yue Zhiya felt bad for it. After all, it looks like a young child similar to his friends.
Yue Zhiya reluctantly pulled on the Moon Goddess's sleeves, making the young lady turn her head to look at him.
"Aunt Xue, can we save him?" Yue Zhiya asked.
