Seeing the small red patterns, Lin Ran suddenly remembered the black patterns he saw when Liu Hongshan fell into an illusion.
The shape and size of these two patterns were the same. The only difference was their color.
At that time, Lin Ran thought that it was a symptom of being poisoned, but he did not expect it to be Liu Hongshan's hidden trump card!
"Just like how excess food will form fat, this is the strength I haven't digested after absorbing it."
As Liu Hongshan spoke, his fingertips gently brushed past the squirming red patterns, as if he was caressing his lover's face. "If I digest them all now, do you think you'll still be my match?"
"No."
Lin Ran had an answer almost immediately. Even with Liu Hongshan's current strength, he could only barely fight him to a draw. If Liu Hongshan's strength increased by another level, Lin Ran would probably not even have the chance to fight back.