The monk was draped in a black robe, half of his chest exposed, with a faint dragon tattoo etched on his chest.

His bald head bore three pairs of golden burn marks, and his eyes, filled with anger, paired with sharp sword-like eyebrows, gave him a somewhat heroic look.

"So, you're a cultivator from the Jiang family. No wonder you could withstand a strike of the Thunder Sound Buddha Palm from this monk!"

The monk slowly walked out from the bamboo grove, sizing up Gu Feng for a moment before saying, "Since you have harmed the spiritual roots of the immortal plant my master cultivated, you owe this monk an explanation! How can you just leave like this?"

Gu Feng smiled wryly, realizing that this bald monk was looking for compensation.

Damn it, why didn't you say so earlier!

In Gu Feng's mind, any problem that could be solved with spirit stones wasn't really a problem at all!

He immediately took out two hundred superior grade spirit stones from his ring storage and tossed them in front of the monk.

A pile of two hundred superior grade spirit stones formed a small mountain.

The green glow cast a dim light over the bamboo grove.

The monk hadn't expected Gu Feng to be so extravagant. He had never seen such a wealthy person and was momentarily speechless.

Gu Feng smiled and asked, "Master, do you think these spirit stones are enough?"@@novelbin@@

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