Chapter 140

Myla's words were very tactful. "Wyatt, I'm not interested in dating right now, so you might as well give up on me." Maeve's words were more direct. She didn't expect him to be lusting after her beauty and saying it out loud in front of Myla, which made her very embarrassed. "Uh..." Wyatt smiled helplessly and said, "You've misunderstood me. I haven't finished what I was saying. What I meant is that Ms. Sadler isn't married yet, so it's not suitable for her to frequently use such valuable medicinal herbs like purple sage." He could tell with a sniff that Maeve emitted the scent of purple sage. Purple sage was a precious variety of sage. If it was grown for over a hundred years, it could be listed as a nature's treasure. Wyatt estimated the purple sage that Maeve was consuming to be over two hundred years old, which was a very valuable herb. It would have a great effect when used to nourish Frostheart herb. Maeve wasn't a martial artist, so consuming this kind of purple sage was