The Man’s Decree

Chapter 1909 Do Not Blame Me

Meanwhile, two men in black hiding in an obscure spot were surprised.

“Mr. Malphas, your prediction is spot on. It sure is hard to obtain the ten-thousand-year herb. Letting Jared go first was smart,” Patrick said to Skylar.

“Is everything ready? Help Jared in the name of collaboration if anyone tries to snatch the ten-thousand-year herb from him! Anyway, the ten-thousand-year herb will end up in our hands. It wouldn't be bad for Jared to be grateful to us,” Skylar stated.

“Yes, all the arrangements have been made. Those people will appear as soon as I summon them,” Patrick replied.

Skylar nodded and turned to look at Jared. At that moment, he realized Jared had already rolled out of the mud, far away from the ten-thousand-year-old tuber fleeceflower.

“Are you okay, Jared?” Flaxseed walked up to him and asked.

“I'm fine, but this lightning is too strong. It's even worse than my tribulation!”

With that, Jared got up slowly and stared at the ten-thousand-year-old tuber fleeceflower, at a loss.

In the meantime, Marcelo was ready to leave after he obtained the herb but suddenly heard a rumbling sound at the place they were at earlier.

inside the dark clouds, countless blue flashes of lightning were constantly

was a more spectacular scene than here.

two ten-thousand-year herbs appear today?” someone asked.

he held the ginseng. “This is bad. We've fallen into a trap.”

the ginseng because the

didn't speak up since he wasn't sure

they were at earlier and that

back! Hurry!”

roar, Marcelo hurried toward where

strange occurrence with the corner of his

well. It suddenly dawned on Verner what

the crowd that left hurriedly returned to the scene.

glimmering golden ten-thousand-year-old tuber fleeceflower, they realized this was the authentic ten-thousand-year herb.

one Marcelo took was a counterfeit since everyone knew

to keep their desire under control while looking at the ten-thousand-year herb, someone rushed toward the ten-thousand-year-old tuber fleeceflower.

before that person could go near the ten-thousand-year-old tuber fleeceflower, a bolt of lightning struck down without warning.