At this moment, when Caitou touched Huo Yuhao's baby bottle, the first feeling he got was balance, a kind of indescribable sense of balance. It was as if this was not a Soul Guidance Device at all, but a piece of metal, a metal with the same quality and density throughout.
Every part of the baby bottle felt the same to his touch, whether it was the weight or anything else, it was all the same. This feeling was truly peculiar. Compared to Huo Yuhao's baby bottle, Caitou's own, despite a similar appearance, was much less balanced overall.
"Little... Second Brother, your level 3 baby bottle, it's not level 4, but it's better than level 4!" Caitou couldn't help exclaiming.
