"What's the matter? Do you want me to handle it personally?"
The Hell Beast looked at Jiang Fan indifferently.
Like looking at an insect.
If it wished, it could crush him effortlessly.
Jiang Fan coughed awkwardly and said, "Senior, my spirit beast has been captured."
The Hell Beast's eyes revealed a hint of mockery:
"No need to act in front of me."
"I know just how cunning you are."
"When you poisoned that Nascent Soul, I was watching the whole time."
"Honestly, I admire you—such a method to poison a Nascent Soul is the first I've ever seen."
Jiang Fan sighed helplessly.
He pulled open his clothes, showing the inside and out.
"If it were on me, Senior, you would surely sense it."
The Hell Beast furrowed its brow.
Closing its eyes to sense, indeed, it could not detect the little spirit beast's presence.
Instead, there seemed to be a faint signal emanating from the direction of the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion.
"It's truly not on you."
