A wooden box that was about a meter long, was within the electric eel's grasp. Its tininess could not be expressed in words. With just a light pinch of its claw, the box broke into pieces.
What made Chen Fan startled, was seeing that there were another 10 smaller square boxes within the large box that had just shattered. These small boxes were stored better than their predecessor.
Before the electric eel could open them, it already could smell a faint scent of musk coming from the small boxes. This fragrant scent was so very enchanting, it might make one soften themselves and even develop an obsession over it.
Chen Fan eagerly opened one wooden box, and a bundle that was wrapped with thick silk cloth dropped out of it. It was a white resin-like object with an irregular surface, about the size of a bowl's size. It had an ever-changing, seductive fragrance to it.
