"Fake? Hahaha, you actually say the spiritual liquid of this Immortal Spirit Fruit is fake? Feng Xiaowu is my woman, would she give me something fake? Hahaha, you guys are hilarious!" Yu Mingye abruptly pulled out the wooden cork. "Since you all think it's fake, then I'll open it—"
"Bang—"
As the white porcelain bottle was uncorked, a burst of white powder sprayed out from the bottleneck!
Chapter 58