Zhong Peng was taken aback by the words that the old man had just spoken.
He was surprised, to say the least. However, as he thought about it more, he realized that what the old man said was true.
Even though the white fog had cleared out and only a little remained, he could still feel himself getting sluggish and tired from inhaling it.
It was as if the fog had a hypnotic effect on him, and he couldn't resist it.
Zhong Peng was grateful for the old man. If the old man hadn't called him out earlier, he was sure that was going to be his last sleep.
After a while, Zhong Peng decided to ask the old man a question. He was curious about something that had been bothering him. "Is that the ability of all tree-type qi beasts?" he asked. "Do they all have the ability to put one into a deep slumber?"
