Beside the grayish-green jeep.
Shang Jianyao showed the Six Senses Beads in his hand and asked in anticipation, "Notice anything different about it?"
Although Long Yuehong always felt that it was inappropriate for a healthy man to talk to others while holding the Six Senses Beads—which would be too rude—he resisted his exaggerated curiosity's urge to look at Shang Jianyao's crotch. Instead, he seriously sized up the prayer beads. "It doesn't seem to have changed. At least on the surface…"
Jiang Baimian clearly acted in a more natural and open-minded manner. She thought for a moment and said, "It's more lustrous?"
"No." Shang Jianyao shook his head. "I've rubbed it out a texture!"
Without waiting for Jiang Baimian and Long Yuehong's response, he added, "Also, I originally needed to strip the target's five senses first before I could strip him of his consciousness. I can do so directly now."
"Amazing!" Long Yuehong blurted out.
