After adding a large amount of medicinal wine, the whole clump of bait emitted a scent blending Chinese medicine and musk. It wasn't overly strong but had quite a penetrating power.
Next door, Zhang Hao also smelled it, so he reflexively turned his head to look.
Yue Feng was looking over at this moment, locking eyes with Zhang Hao.
Feeling the murderous intent in Yue Feng's gaze, Zhang Hao instantly averted his eyes.
That single expression of guilt was enough for Yue Feng to be one hundred percent certain that Zhang Hao was the culprit.
So Yue Feng lowered his voice and deliberately threatened him, "There's a drone behind your forehead, and it's captured everything you've done. Wait for the competition to end, and you can say goodbye to your caa eligibility!"
The voice was very low, but after reaching Zhang Hao's ears, he looked back and indeed spotted a drone hovering there.
Zhang Hao's face instantly turned pale.
