"Brother Qin, why are you alone? Didn't you invite your master?"
Under the night sky, the plump man's small eyes blinked, looking at Qin Yang who was alone, he asked in confusion.
Hearing this, Qin Yang smiled, and with a wave of his right hand, a black cloak appeared in his hand, which he put on with a flip.
"Isn't this it?"
Under the black cloak, Qin Yang said with a smile.
"Gulp..."
Upon hearing Qin Yang's words, the plump man was stunned for a moment, his small eyes flickering with light. Then, as if he had thought of something, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.
"Brother Qin, you mean... you're the one who's going to refine the Venerable-Breaking Pill?!"
The plump man's voice unconsciously had a touch of stutter.
"Haha, who else?"
Qin Yang chuckled lightly and retorted.
"Gulp."
Hearing this, the plump man swallowed again.
