Seeing the old Shaman looking disgruntled, Harry couldn't help but smile awkwardly and explained, "Old Shaman, why don't you take a sniff of the potion inside first."
The old Shaman had initially planned to taste it, thinking that the potion in Ji Nuan's bottle was likely just something ordinary, and the key was her gesture of forgiveness towards the Orcs.
But now, judging by Shaman Harry's expression, could the potion inside be truly precious?
With a hint of anticipation, he opened the ceramic bottle's lid. Before he could even bring the bottle closer to his nose, a very familiar, fragrant aroma wafted through and filled his nostrils.
The old Shaman quickly sealed the ceramic bottle tightly, staring blankly at Harry: "Beast God Fruit!!!"
Harry shrugged mischievously: "Uh-huh~"
Just as you smelled—yes, that's correct.
