C411 Favorite of Sniffing
The tension in the air hadn't eased, with Lin Yih fixing Yao Ming with a silent, steady gaze.
Yao Ming, noticing Lin Yih's somber expression, hurried to clarify, "Ahem... I actually have an exceptionally keen sense of smell. If I've met someone before and remembered them, I can pick out their scent from a crowd even months later."
"Pick out... by scent?"
Lin Yih's brow furrowed