When the black-robed man was angry, his voice changed from that of a man to that of a woman. To be more precise, it sounded like a witch.
"How dare you? It seems like if I don't teach you a lesson today, you won't hand over the thing obediently."
As he spoke, he took out a small bottle and opened the lid. He poured some liquid into the black boy's mouth. The moment he opened the bottle cap, Qin Xi smelled a nauseating smell.
Was that… cadaveric oil?
The boy hugged the small bottle and poured it into his mouth. His severely injured body instantly healed, and he gradually turned from a palm-sized body to a year old. The black fog around it became even stronger, and his green eyes turned red. He bared his fangs at Qin Xi.
Qin Xi said in disgust, "What an ugly and disgusting thing."