"Yeah! I once had the chance to feel the aura of a Sha Ma Te noble from afar. Even though it's been years, I still vividly remember it, and the aura around you is very similar to that noble. You must be a Sha Ma Te, right?"
"You're the Sha Ma Te! Your whole family is Sha Ma Te!" Fang Jueyu cursed angrily. This was obviously just a sheep; he even heard bleating while refining the potion. How did it suddenly turn into a Sha Ma Te?
He had heard the tale of calling a deer a horse, but now someone was actually calling a sheep a horse in front of him, and not just any horse, but a Sha Ma Te. Wasn't Sha Ma Te unique to Earth? There shouldn't be many purebreds left on Earth anymore.
The half-human small leader looked aggrieved, unable to figure out what he had done to offend this Sha Ma Te noble.
"Could it be that the noble didn't want others to know his identity?" he guessed, as nothing else could explain why the Sha Ma Te noble was so angry.
