She Li glared at Fang Yun in frustration and said, "Even as the Holy Son of the Snake Clan, it takes me three years to obtain a single Dragon-Snake Grass, and now I only have two! This is an essential ingredient for our clan's poison arts, and it can only be cultivated in the residence of the Snake Saint. It takes ten years to mature, and more than half of the annual harvest is exchanged for other necessities. It is extremely precious! You must have planned this long ago..."
Fang Yun replied earnestly, "When the Demon King first arrived with such grandeur, I was terrified. How could I dare to plot against you?"
She Li's gaze softened slightly, feeling flattered by the human genius's praise.
Fang Yun continued, "However, when I realized you couldn't even answer three questions, I naturally had to scheme for your Dragon-Snake Grass."