"The Human race really is a race with boundless potential. They have established such a powerful foundation in just three or four years."
"What should we do now? Those Arrowhead Bees didn't bring any trouble to the damn Vermillion Bird Army. Honey rain is no ordinary thing. It's spiritual honey. If only we had added some ingredients to it."
"What's the use of adding ingredients? With their powerful spiritual sense, the cultivators will instinctively feel the threat if something is added to it. Do you think those Human soldiers would ingest it once they feel the danger? Only by not adding anything can we make those humans lower their guard. Unfortunately, the Arrowhead Bees did not inflict any damage. It was a complete waste."
Voices echoed inside the tent, and everyone wore a serious expression on their face.
