“Plus, that small animal at the end of the fight was really quite strange. The liquid left on my hand at the time seems to be its saliva. Why did it want to do this?” Bai Yunfei held his right hand before his eyes and observed it carefully under the moonlight but it seemed totally unchanged.
When he put it under his nose and took a sniff, he suddenly frowned: “There’s a slight odor. Could it be… Tracking!”
At this point, Bai Yunfei’s expression became unsightly. He stood up and went to the edge of the river, reached out his hands into the water and scrubbed them nonstop. Then he took out his laundry powder and scrubbed them with it again. Only after washing his hands for ten something minutes and their skin had almost reddened did he stop.
He sniffed his right hand again and could no longer detect that strange smell. Only now did Bai Yunfei relax a bit. However, there was still a trace of worry lingering on in his mind.
“Looks like I’ll have to plan even further to be able to escape!”