Pingchang City.
Zhang Huaping prepared to step into the Teleportation Array and set off.
The old shopkeeper beside her was seeing her off, "Safe travels."
Yesterday, this old shopkeeper returned with a few other shopkeepers, his expression always written with hesitation.
Even the well-learned Hua Shiyue was so terrified; what exactly did she taste from the knife?
Did she faintly see some fragmented image of forging?
Indeed.
This person has developed Divine Techniques with her Spiritual Root, able to feel the Essence, Qi, and Spirit of book authors by consuming books and see incomplete images of the writing process.
Looking at weapons, she can also feel some residual images from the forging process.
"Just what did she see?"
"What is it?!"
"This Manor..."
Tossing and turning, the old shopkeeper could not sleep.
He spent the entire night thinking about how truly bizarre this matter was.
Unable to resist, he asked Zhang Huaping as she stepped onto the Teleportation Array.
