Shao Zifeng squatted down to pick up the silver fern from the soil, still a bit surprised by the information on the screen.
He hadn't expected the national flower of Cyland Island to have such effects; he wondered if all silver ferns possessed them or if it was a rare occurrence.
If every single fern had this ability, Cyland Island wouldn't have sold them to outsiders so easily.
From what Shao Zifeng could surmise, they most likely were unaware of the silver fern's hidden powers.
He pocketed the silver fern, realizing now wasn't the time to contemplate on this.
"Clean up and don't leave anything behind, let's get out of here."
In the smoke-filled room with its dimly lit, ambiguous lights and dirty air, Shao Zifeng couldn't wait to leave.
A few burly men were lying motionless on the floor, while several technicians huddled in the corner, covering their mouths, not daring to make a sound.
