C587 Anthracene

Qin Feng had no other choice but to retreat to the side for a Taoist with a bad temper, especially since his strength had increased so much.

"Just do whatever you want. It has nothing to do with me, if it really doesn't work, then we'll leave." Qin Feng muttered to himself.

Because of the smelly Daoist Priest's mysterious cultivation, no one could be certain of his strength. Naturally