C195 Spy

Zhao Mohan placed the Soul Recovering Pill in his palm and forced the Spiritual Force into his fingers. He clenched his fingers tightly and a burst of green smoke floated out from the gaps between his fingers. It rose up and made Sun Xiaoliu's heart skip a beat.

"It's done." Zhao Mohan laughed.

He opened his palm and a pile of fine white powder quietly lay in his palm. Seeing this