"Jiang Feng, are you alright?" Huo Yinyang's expression changed drastically. Staring right at me, he instinctively slammed his hand onto the grip of his gun.
The guy must have seen me mirroring Lu Gouzi's Father's gesture and assumed I was losing my mind, too.
"It's the smell of Yinyang Grass!" I told Huo Yinyang.
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