C65 Fire Raven

"An insignificant skill."

Ye Xing's soul quietly watched everything. Long before the black figure took out the incense, he had already went back to his room to seal his six senses, so the incense could not charm him no matter how bizarre it was.

After about a quarter of an hour passed since the incense was blown into the room, the black shadow, seeing that there was no activity in the room