"Ant Pearls produced by the Mountain Anchor. Most insects don't produce pearls, but the Mountain Anchor is an exception. Drinking water infused with these beads can cure rheumatism, old cold legs. Hmm—" God whispered softly by her ear, "For men, drinking it daily also has the effect of increasing virility, so it should sell for a good price on the market." Rambling on, he seized the chance to blow warm breath into her ear.
In this gloomy underground palace, this guy still doesn't forget to flirt! She quickly turned her head, blushing, and spat lightly.
At this point, everyone was ready to leave; the summoned time for the Yellow Turban Warriors had ended, and they transformed back into paper pieces falling to the ground. The youngest member of the team, a young man of about twenty, couldn't resist kicking the severed Mountain Anchor's head as he passed by, saying, "Serves you right for eating people!"
Boss Kun happened to look back and exclaimed, "No, don't!"
