After making sure there was nothing unusual around them, Han Chengye finally told Han Chengwen what had happened.
"Oldest brother, that Honey definitely has great uses. Otherwise, Qian Ying would not have been so cautious, stopping you and making you hand over all the Honey you collected. Perhaps the Honey has other effects that he chose to conceal. Otherwise, that Honey should not have been handed over; it should have been distributed directly to the Han Family for detoxification." Han Chengwen said.
Han Chengye nodded. "That was what I thought too. After drinking it, not only did the Honey taste good, but I also felt refreshed all over. But there was no time to examine the feeling closely, and we were rushing to retreat, so I did not notice much after drinking it."
No one was a fool. Since Han Chengye had already drunk the Honey, he could naturally sense that it was different. Even though Han Chengwen had not tasted it, he had drawn some conclusions from Qian Ying's actions.
"But what Qian Ying does not know is that I still kept some honeycomb here. Heh heh." After saying that, Han Chengye took out the piece of honeycomb he had squeezed and consumed earlier from his backpack.
This honeycomb was quite large. When he had taken it out earlier, it had yielded enough Honey to fill two bottles.
When he was injured earlier, he had hurriedly drunk quite a bit, but there was still plenty left—at least a third of it remained.
"Haha, nice, oldest brother! I did not expect you to have a trick like that. Impressive!" Han Chengwen exclaimed as soon as he saw the honeycomb.
"Shh! Keep your voice down. If Qian Ying hears us, neither of us will have a good time." Han Chengye hurriedly