Zhao Hai wasn't nervous at all. Instead, he looked around and smiled."Interesting. This is the first time I've seen this kind of insect. Thank you for your gift, senior. I'll accept this little insect." With a wave of his hand, a small bug on a tree not far away was sucked into Zhao Hai's hand.
The bug wasn't very big, only the size of Zhao Hai's finger. It was a beetle, and it looked dull without any special features.
However, just as Zhao Hai caught the little bug, he heard the old man's anxious voice, " "Good boy, you've actually discovered my voice transmission bug. Boy, if you release it now, I can still spare your life. If you don't, I'll definitely tear you to pieces."
"Senior, you should be here soon. I'll wait for you here," Zhao Hai said with a smile. After saying that, Zhao Hai waved his hand and threw the voice-transmitting bug into his space.
