The Wolf King pondered for a moment.
"That makes sense. If I were in your position, I would have the same worries as you. No matter who you are, I admire you more and more."
As he said that, the Wolf King opened his palm.
The Wolf Fang armor wrapped around his palm melted back into a liquid metal-like substance, and a big bump appeared at the center of his palm.
When the big bump broke, a yellowish substance that looked like a beehive was revealed inside. Its was filled with holes all around.
Even though he was wearing a mask, an unreasonable fragrance immediately rushed into Meng Chao's nostrils, stimulating his nasal mucosa and brain nerves like strong alcohol.
"This is the 'yellow crystal fruit' that has been recorded in many war epics. You should know how magical its effects are."