"I really admire you!" The white-clad young demon spoke bluntly, with a smile so thick it was almost palpable on his face.
Qin Ming replied with a smile, "I have a good impression of you too, you're quite the talent, and very handsome."
Since others praised him, he naturally reciprocated with goodwill, a typical example of returning a favor.
The two of them were both smiling, but their compliments weren't sincere.
After all, whether it was admiring the opponent or saying how good-looking they were, it was essentially saying the other's "potency" was strong, a way to beautify a "simple" act of gathering medicines.
The white-clad young demon said, "The seed of the Human Clan, let me be honest, this war between the two clans is different from before. Your 'East Corner' is destined to shatter, with the land stained in blood, and the ancestral courts of all sects will be trampled by the Divine."
