"Millennium Spiritual Milk... Millennium Spiritual Milk..." Chen Fei, Young Master Chen, stared intently at the pool of Millennium Spiritual Milk, murmuring the words in a strange tone. His gaze then lifted abruptly, shifting to the statue in the center of the pool. "Is this statue actually being soaked in Millennium Spiritual Milk?"
The thought alone sent his mind into turmoil, and a deep sense of unease began to grow in his heart. He wasn't a fool. If a treasure like Millennium Spiritual Milk was used to soak this statue, then what could the statue possibly be? His gaze sharpened as he began to examine it carefully, his expression turning solemn.
