Under an old tree laid the dead body of a beast which had died a terrible death. However, Qin Mubing's attention wasn't on the beast, but the boiling cauldron that was emitting a strong fragrance.
When that man took out the cauldron, she felt a scary aura that she had only felt before on the elites of the Sunshine Sect. It's an aura that makes one distressed easily.
In the past, there was once an Organization that was nearly wiped out by a Sunshine sect elite who used an ordinary looking hammer as his weapon. The hammer might look simple. But when he smashed down on the ground, the entire sky would turn grey and the ground would crack even a few hundred miles away. That particular scene had been engraved in Qin Mubing's mind ever since then.
If not for their saviour, they might have died there.
"This cauldron….." Qin Mubing said in a daze. She did not finish her words because she did not dare to.
