Moreover, this Corpse God Brain Insect has clearly undergone special refinement, almost becoming one with that wisp of Yin Spirit Qi, making its scent nearly undetectable and its concealment extremely potent.
With its taste masked by tea, it becomes even harder to discern.
"What's wrong? Does Patriarch Qi find it satisfactory?"
Seeing Zheng Yi immersed in the storage pouch, Yee Xunyou, understanding the situation, spoke with a smile.
He picked up the fragrant tea from the table, took a sip, and then gestured to Zheng Yi to drink tea.
This guy is too cunning; if Zheng Yi hadn't anticipated it and posed as Qi Lin with far superior strength, he would have never noticed the Corpse God Brain Insect's aura already contained in the tea.
Had the real Qi Lin been here, Yee Xunyou might have succeeded.
"Haha, not at all. I just feel Lord Yee is too generous, people from small places like ours are inexperienced, making Lord Yee witness such a spectacle!"
