This old woman really dared to think that she had gone through so much hard work and even risked her life and death to get the withered yellow grass, but now she just wanted to take it away. She was too naive.
Zhong Lan still wanted to speak, but was interrupted by the woman in white.
She raised her head for the first time, looked directly at Wang Fan, and said, "As long as you take out the withered yellow grass, I will allow Song Rumei to be with you. I will not interfere with your affairs in the future."
The woman in white looked at Wang Fan with a serious expression, "Don't say that I don't have the right to make decisions for her. I can tell you that I spent the time when she was most lost, and I spent it with her and led her out of the shadows.
"
"Her strength is something I tried my best to find resources to help her improve, although I have no right to interfere with her freedom."
"But if I don't let go or speak, even if she leaves with you, she will still have thoughts and shadows in her heart, and she is destined not to be happy."
"Since you like her, do you want her to follow you like this and feel uncomfortable?"
Although the voice of the woman in white was calm, every word was heart-breaking, and almost every word struck a chord in Wang Fan's heart.
Wang Fan was shocked. This woman was really powerful. Not only did she speak calmly, but she also captured the heart of her own character.
Of course, the woman in white had a purpose in saying this. She just wanted Song Rumei to give up on Wang Fan completely.
Because she never believed that Wang Fan would give up the withered yellow grass for Song Rumei.
That is withered yellow grass, the spiritual grass that many people dream of? If nothing else, just look at how crazy the snatching is in the snowy mountains.
In the opinion of the woman in white, Wang Fan will definitely refuse. As long as Wang Fan refuses, it can be said that the relationship between Wang Fan and Song Rumei has truly broken down and is really over.
Once she makes Song Rumei completely give up on Wang Fan, she will immediately take action to snatch the withered yellow grass.
She believed that it would not be too difficult for her and Zhong Lan to snatch the withered yellow grass from Wang Fan's hand.
When Song Rumei heard the words of the woman in white, her face changed first, and then she immediately looked at Wang Fan, "Wang Fan, give it to her, I don't want to owe her anything."
She was deeply afraid that Wang Fan would not agree, so she grabbed Wang Fan with both hands and shed tears, "Is it really like what my mother said, that I can't even compare to withered yellow grass in your heart?"
"Is your love for me and your liking for me all fake? Are you really using me?"
Song Rumei burst into tears. She didn't want to believe it, nor did she want to believe that in Wang Fan's eyes, she was not as good as a piece of rotten grass.
Wang Fan patted Song Rumei's shoulder and turned to look at the woman in white, "Are you serious? If I give you the withered yellow grass, you will make a clean break with Mr. Song and never get involved again?"
"Of course, I, Li Yuling, never speak falsely." The woman in white, also known as Li Yuling, said without hesitation.
She really didn't believe that Wang Fan would take out the withered yellow grass for Song Rumei.
However, Wang Fan's next words directly made her dumbfounded.
"Okay, I'll give you the withered yellow grass. Remember, Mr. Song will have nothing to do with you from now on."
After Wang Fan finished speaking, he opened his backpack, took out the withered yellow grass and threw it away, just like throwing away garbage.
Although withered yellow grass is a high-grade spiritual grass, even though it is against the heavens, it is also very important to Wang Fan. However, no matter how important the withered yellow grass is, it is just a grass, and in Wang Fan's heart it is far inferior to Song Rumei.
Let alone Song Rumei, if it were anyone close to Wang Fan, Wang Fan would trade it without hesitation.
Although he desperately wants to improve his strength, he also has his own principles of life. Those things where brothers kill each other for the spiritual grass are simply impossible to happen to Wang Fan.
"You, you actually took it out?" Li Yuling looked at this scene, and his expression suddenly changed.
She never expected that Wang Fan actually took out the withered yellow grass. How was this possible?
Looking at the withered yellow grass that Wang Fan threw in front of him like trash, not only Li Yuling was stunned, but Zhong Lan was also stunned.
There was undisguised passion in their eyes.
This is withered yellow grass, something that many people dream of. Not to mention anything else, just in the snowy mountains these days, how many people have died for the withered yellow grass?
There was no need for them to doubt it, and they knew that the withered yellow grass was real.
Because they had already felt the rich aura brought by the yellow grass before they even touched it.
But for such a heaven-defying spiritual grass, Wang Fan threw it out like trash without hesitation. How is this possible?
Zhong Lan's eyes flashed with greed, and then she pressed down firmly. If she hadn't been afraid of Li Yuling's strength, she would have even been able to resist grabbing it directly.
"Wang Fan." Song Rumei cried, then hugged Wang Fan tightly, never wanting to let go.
Sure enough, Wang Fan did not disappoint her.
She knew that Wang Fan would give everything for her. In Wang Fan's heart, the withered yellow grass was not as important as her at all.
"Thank you." Song Rumei whimpered her thanks.
"You don't need to thank me. This is what I should do. As long as you can come back to me, it's nothing but yellow grass. Let alone yellow grass, even if it's a higher level spiritual grass than yellow grass, I won't care.
Hesitant to take it out."
Wang Fan said without hesitation.
Everything he said was true and came from his heart.
"I knew...I knew...Wang Fan...you are so good to me." Song Rumei hugged Wang Fan even tighter excitedly.
Wang Fan patted Song Rumei and looked at Li Yuling and the others, "Now that I have given you the withered yellow grass, we will leave first."
"Remember, Mr. Song will have nothing to do with you in the future. If you dare to entangle, don't blame me for being cruel."
After Wang Fan finished speaking, he immediately planned to leave with Song Rumei.
But at this moment, Li Yuling's expression changed, and she raised her head suddenly, "You can't take her away!"
Her eyes were strangely red, and her unchanging cold face also took on the color of excitement.
"How could you take out the withered yellow grass for her? How could you do this? Acting, you must be acting."
Song Rumei is a century-old prodigy whose talent in cultivation is close to that of a demon. How could Li Yuling really let go of such a person?
In just a few months, Song Rumei has reached the middle stage of Xiantian's cultivation. Even with the accumulation of drugs, she is still in the middle stage of Xiantian.
If Song Rumei leaves, wouldn't it be a big loss to their sect?
Wang Fan's anger also rose. He pushed Song Rumei behind him, and Huo Di took out his shadow knife and laughed angrily.
"What a joke. You said you would give President Song freedom in exchange for dry grass, and I gave it to you without hesitation. Now you just go back on your word, and you still say I'm acting? Do you think I'm easy to talk to and easy to bully?"
"Looking at you like this, you never intended to let me take Mr. Song away. Oh, I know, you must have thought that I wouldn't trade with you with dry yellow grass, and then you said that on purpose, right?"
"Your purpose is to make Mr. Song give up on me, and then take action to snatch my withered yellow grass."
Wang Fan couldn't help but sneer and praise, "What a scheming and good idea. This plan turned out really well."
"Why, now that I don't follow your ideas, you feel you can't stand it and are you going to do something to me?"
"You shameless bitch, you can beat me if you want. I'm still afraid of you? If you have any ability, just come over. If I frown, I won't call you Wang Fan."
"You are looking for death!" Li Yuling became angry from shame, stood up suddenly, and blasted towards Wang Fan with a finger.