"Yes, yes, yes—I have something suitable here."
From the crowd, a shrewd young man who looked to be in his twenties stepped forward first. He had a rather refined appearance, but his aura was unsteady. It was impossible to tell whether his foundation was too weak or whether drink and women had hollowed out his body.
The youth was exceedingly shrewd.
He swiftly took out a Storage Bag, then quickly placed several sets of clean clothes inside and handed it to Qin Shaofeng.
"So prepared?"
Qin Shaofeng had been worried that they had left in a hurry and might not have brought enough supplies.
A sharp glint immediately flashed in his eyes.
"It seems none of you are ordinary people either. Whoever has food and drink, hurry up and get them ready. This trip has nearly drained me dry; I need to replenish myself immediately. Also, although this little leopard is somewhat of a useless piece of firewood, the flesh and blood in many parts of its body are rich in energy. I trust you know that. Hurry and roast some for me. I'll find a place to wash up first."
After rapidly giving his instructions, Qin Shaofeng immediately used Flash Speed and shot into the distance.
He was not looking for water.
With the Ghost Fire Bead on him, let alone the stench of blood, even the sweat odor he had already carried on him had long since been burned away without a trace.
Yet the clothes formed from ghost fire still felt extremely strange to him.
He did not want to keep appearing before others in that manner, especially with two young ladies across from him.
He swiftly changed into a clean set of clothes.
Only then did he look toward the Ghost Fire Bead and say, "Turn