In the next instant, the brutal aura around the monkey vanished, and with a flash, it squatted back in its original spot.
Luoo Ning's face was pale, and she no longer dared to say the monkey was cute. A truly cute monkey wouldn't kill people...
The tremendous pressure from that big stick just now almost shattered Luoo Ning's internal organs. A strong sense of crisis rose in her heart; she knew she had just brushed past the Gates of Hell.
"Can you refine poison pills?" the monkey looked at Su Han.
"I..."
Su Han reflexively wanted to deny it. Although he did know how to refine poison pills, given the cultivation level of this creature, would the poison pills he refined be of any use?
"I can."
Finally, Su Han uttered these words with determination.
"In half a year, I will find you. If you can't refine it, I will kill you."
After speaking, the monkey stood up, shouldered the big stick, and was about to leave.
