Trapped
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
"Yes, you have to believe in yourself. Because you're a hot shot, anything you find will definitely be the best among the best."
Fang Aotian could not help but smack his lips and frown.
"But why do I feel that you're wrong? This thing tastes strange. It's somewhat salty, bitter, and astringent. There's even a fishy smell. However, I don't feel any spirit energy or other energy at all."
"That's just your personal opinion. In fact, it's indeed a good thing."
"Now that you mention it, I do seem to sense something different."
Fang Aotian took a deep breath and began to circulate the spirit energy in his body to speed up the consumption of the liquid in his stomach.
Then, he tried to act generous and said,
"Although I was the one who found this liquid, I, Fang Aotian, am not the type to monopolize it. The two of you, drink a little too."
"Alright!"