The small piece of Soul-Stabilizing Incense quickly burned down. With everyone taking deep gulps of air, its refreshing, subtle fragrance was soon completely gone.
Everyone was left wanting more.
The effects of a small piece of Soul-Stabilizing Incense couldn't compare to a full stick. Before long, its medicinal properties wore off, and the group returned from their serene, comfortable, yet energetic state back to normal. This stirred a unanimous feeling of disappointment in their hearts.
President Lin, who had previously questioned Fang Yi, let out a heavy breath, swallowed his pride, and pleaded, "Boss Fang, Little Brother Fang, hurry up and light the other half for us!"
His expression and tone would have made anyone who didn't know better think he was an addict jonesing for a fix.
"Yeah, Brother Fang, don't be so stingy. Come on, bring out the other half."
"How much for the other half? Name your price. We'll just buy it, how about that?"
