Chapter 6464 was probably just luck.

Inside the tea pavilion, flower tea is laid out on the leisure table.

Flower tea is expensive and contains nutrients and energy. It can soothe the strong genes of the Thunderflame Warrior and is beneficial to the spiritual power and soul source power of the talent master. It can be said that the level of hospitality is not low.

Rong Xiangkang was gentle and elegant, wearing a long dress and a warm purple jade bracelet on her wrist; all her accessories were high-end.

Rong Xiangkang looked at Luo Bi in surprise: "You are Feng Ling's wife, Luo Bi?"

Rong Xiangkang and Luo Bi had met before, having interacted when they were on missions together at the Talented Contract Master Academy. However, they hadn't formally gotten to know each other. It wasn't that they didn't know each other, but it would be better if they could formally get to know each other.

Luo Bi admitted that she couldn't match Rong Xiangkang's poise. She sat down on the other side of Rong Xiangkang and nodded with a smile: "Yes, I am Luo Bi."

"I know you're in Zhuoxing." Rong Xiangkang picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and said, "I originally wanted to come visit you, but I was worried about bothering you, so I didn't. Isn't Feng Ling in Zhuoxing?"

Rong Xiangkang's words gave people a very comfortable feeling, so Luo Bi dared not take it lightly. Talented contract masters like to scheme and plot, and they are all very cunning. Even children are very shrewd.

“He went back.” Luo Bi told the truth: “I came to Zhuoxing to recuperate for a while. Feng Ling has military affairs, so it’s just me and a few kids playing in Zhuoxing. We go out of the safe zone when we have free time.”

Rong Xiangkang warned: "It's still very dangerous outside the safe zone. Be careful when you leave the safe zone."

Luo Bi didn't want to talk anymore. She had come to discuss something. Rong Xiangkang spoke just like Roger and Tang Shao, keeping everything strictly confidential. He didn't even ask why she had come all this time. Was he just going to chat idly like this?

Luo Bi likes to chatter, but she can't let it interfere with important matters.

She has a straightforward personality and doesn't like playing games. Rong Xiangkang probably wanted to wait for her to explain her purpose first.

Luo Bi was indeed losing patience and said, "I came here to talk to you about something. I collected some ingredients, but I don't like to eat them and I can't keep them alive. If you don't want them, then forget it."

They didn't even ask her what she was there for; she probably wasn't interested.

Rong Xiangkang: "..."

When did she say she didn't want it anymore?
"Alive?" Rong Xiangkang became interested. "A pheasant? Guinea fowl are delicious."

"Sorghum rat." Sorghum rats are relatively rare small exotic beasts. Thunderflame Warriors like them, but Luo Bi guessed that Rong Xiangkang might not like to eat them, and said bluntly, "I don't like sorghum rats, and I want to sell them."

"Shrimp?" Rong Xiangkang was taken aback.

Looking at Luo Bi, the millet rat was quite strong and had special abilities. How did Luo Bi and the other children manage to catch it? They were probably just lucky. They could catch a lone millet rat.

Rong Xiangkang was only stunned for a moment, and Luo Bi, with her quick temper, stood up: "You don't want me to leave?"

"Hey, hey, hey..." Rong Xiangkang said anxiously, waving his hand to make Luo Bi sit down: "I want it, I want it! How big are the millet rats? Are they sold by the piece or by weight?"

Luo Bi didn't sit down; she didn't have time to chat, as she still had a lot of work to do at home.

Luo Bi glanced at Wei Tuo, who opened the bag he was carrying and pulled out a millet rat to show Rong Xiangkang. The millet rat squeaked and cursed, and Rong Xiangkang was immediately stunned. Could there be more in the bag?!
Putting aside his thoughts, Rong Xiangkang asked seriously, "How many? Can I trade them for spirit herbs?"

"Spiritual herbs? Luo Bi doesn't know how to refine them: 'We can exchange them for spiritual herbs.'"

Rong Xiangkang stood up to look at the millet rats. Luo Bi had brought six this time, enough to exchange for a bottle of first-grade spiritual medicine. Luo Bi didn't lack millet rats; she planned to add a few more to exchange for a bottle of second-grade spiritual medicine. (End of Chapter)