At that moment, Xia Liu saw not Ghost Ink, but a stern-looking figure.
A presence of authority, sharp brows and eagle-like eyes, middle-aged appearance.
Although no energy leaked from this middle-aged man, Xia Liu knew.
He was definitely not Ghost Ink.
Because Ghost Ink cultivates the Ghost Gate Technique.
He absolutely cannot possess such an aura.
Since he is not Ghost Ink, but his body contains the energy Xia Liu left on Ghost Ink.
It proves one thing!
He has transferred the energy I set!
A terrifying idea appeared in Xia Liu's mind.
"Devour!"
This middle-aged man devoured Ghost Ink!
Just as Xia Liu held the teacup, staring at the middle-aged man.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man raised his head, his sharp gaze sweeping directly towards Xia Liu.
Regarding this inscrutable gaze and identity, Xia Liu showed no sign of anything out of place.
He calmly withdrew his gaze, refilled the teacup, and continued savoring the taste of Spiritual Tea.
