Qin Yi finally just sat on the ground, hands propping up his chin, gazing longingly at those two drops of essence blood, almost drooling.
The bandit factor in his bones started acting up.
"Hold it in, you have to hold it in. Old Qin is a decent guy. Old Ning... although he's a jerk, not good looking and with poor character, considering Old Qin, let's just pretend he's human too."
Qin Yi muttered to himself.
Unbeknownst to him, Ning Tian, hidden in the dark, had a gloomy face. If Qin Mu hadn't been holding him back, he would have probably rushed out to beat Qin Yi into a pig's head by now.
"Damn it, out of sight, out of mind. Can't look anymore, or I really won't be able to hold back."
Qin Yi got up, turned around, and walked away with big strides. Yet when he stepped down the stone platform, he couldn't help but glance back for a moment, muttering, "This thing is really nice-looking."
Seeing Qin Yi leave.
Qin Mu and Ning Tian appeared.
