A dying rabbit??
Shouldn't that kind of smell be stinky?
Why does it smell so fresh?
Could it be that when death approaches, alongside the pain and decay, there is also a fleeting fragrance that one cannot detect?
If that's the case, Yi Qiyun's unique ability is truly impressive.
Filled with admiration for Yi Qiyun,
"You sit here first while I try to extract the scent from your body,"
Yi Qiyun pointed to a chair beside him.
Rong Shengsheng sat on the chair, "Then what? Do I need to do anything else?"
"Just relax," he replied.
"Okay."
Yi Qiyun took out a small bottle, moved close to Rong Shengsheng, sniffed her, and began searching for fragrances.
Because the scent on Rong Shengsheng was faint, Yi Qiyun had to keep moving close to her to get a good whiff, and more importantly, sometimes he couldn't detect it, which was quite painful, leaving him to continue waiting.
And just like that, evening had arrived.
