"Hurry! If we're any later, someone else will get there first!"
"Is the news reliable? Did it really appear in Luoying Creek?"
"It's absolutely true! The Gang Leader of the Seven Stars Gang saw it with his own eyes. That golden light, that medicinal fragrance... it's definitely the thousand-year-old Ginseng King!"
"I heard people from the Jinghong Gang and the Iron Palm Association have already rushed over. If we're late, we won't even get the leftovers!"
The broken conversation drifted into Fang Han's ears on the wind.
"Luoying Creek... a thousand-year-old ginseng..."
A sharp glint flashed in Fang Han's eyes. The thousand-year-old ginseng had appeared again!
'An opportunity!'
Fang Han's mind raced.
The map didn't mark Luoying Creek. It must be a local name for a certain place.
He tailed them from a distance, neither too close nor too far, planning to use them as guides to Luoying Creek.
