What bad intentions could she possibly have? (ψ｀▽′)o
On the way to the back mountain of Mount Longhu, Xu San, Xu Si, and Zhang Chulan were each examining the supposedly fire-red Buddhist beads they'd managed to buy, made from the scales of a "Fire Qilin." Every so often, they compared them with the string hanging around Feng Baobao's neck.
Unfortunately, no matter how they looked at them, something seemed off, and they couldn't figure out what the key difference was.
Especially Xu San!
He'd managed to buy the most—ten strings in total!
But after examining every one of them, he found that although they were made of exactly the same material as the string around Feng Baobao's neck, and looked like mass-produced trinkets molded by machine on an assembly line, probably costing less than ten yuan apiece, the string around Feng Baobao's neck was still different from the ones in their hands. It could actually give off a powerful, masculine, fiery kind of qi. He'd be the first to say they were fake!
After all, as Inhumans, they couldn't have mistaken what they saw, nor could they have misread what they felt. That kind of fluctuation was simply too obvious.
"This doesn't make sense!"
"Hey!"
"Annie?"
"Why are the beads we bought a little different from the ones you gave Baobao?"
"Yeah!"
"I bought three strings, and they seem to be nothing but ordinary resin."
"What Fire Qilin? You'd have to be a fool to believe that!"
"What's going on?"
"Yeah!"
"The ones I bought are the same!"
"They look just like the ones around Baobao's neck, so why isn't there any qi flowing through them?"
"I don't get it..."
"Me neither..."
"And I paid 998 yuan for mine!"
"I feel like we got ripped off..."
Unable to figure it