"But..."
Housekeeper Zhou was visibly flustered. For a moment, he couldn't comprehend what was happening. He was certain he had seen Hu Ma put that copper coin into his mouth just moments ago...
He had clearly seen the oil lamp on the Magic Altar flare brightly—a sign of a great surge in cultivation!
Most crucially, the oil lamp on the Magic Altar had undeniably gone out and hadn't relit. From any angle, that little shopkeeper should have been a dead man...
"I ate the Blood Food Pill."
Seeing the shock on Housekeeper Zhou's face, Hu Ma felt a flicker of smug satisfaction. He even had the urge to explain everything he'd done.
It wasn't some villainous tendency, just pride in his clever methods. Who wouldn't want to show off a bit?
