Hearing the number five hundred, Jin Ming was instantly stunned.
He looked at Xia Jing in disbelief, "Your Highness, are you joking?"
Xia Jing replied lightly, "As the General of the Dragon Rider Camp, I never joke in the army."
Jin Ming's breath caught, and both Dong He and Zhao Xing immediately started working.
Even Zhao Xing's setup was slightly inferior to this side.
But Zhao Xing had already cultivated five hundred plants!
It was simply unbelievable!
Could it be that the reason he refused the external aids was not to give way, but because he feared that Mr. Dong was too slow?
This meant that he wasn't afraid of the Xuanjia Army taking credit; he feared their inefficiency would slow down the progress!
Thinking of this, Jin Ming's face burned with embarrassment.
They had judged a gentleman's heart with a petty mind!
"Your Highness..."
