Black Crush

Gu Nanfeng fell completely silent upon hearing this.

At first, he had been quite worried about Grave Fiend's safety. Once he learned that the fellow was fine, he started worrying about the deciphering of the ancient text.

Now...

There was nothing left to worry about.

Grave Fiend was practically a heaven-sent worker.

"Um..."

Gu Nanfeng hesitated, then asked, "Did Tianqiao's injuries cause any other negative effects?"

Gu Shen stood outside the window.

He looked at Xing Yun, who was sitting on the bed, gnawing on his fingers as he stared blankly into space.

"For example, is his brain still working properly?" Gu Nanfeng asked tactfully.

"Not very properly."

Gu Shen answered honestly, "But it doesn't matter much. He was more or less like this before anyway."

"True enough." Gu Nanfeng laughed.

After hanging up, Gu Shen returned to the room.

This time, Grave Fiend could not hear the call, because Gu Shen had used not only the array patterns, but also his Great Cold Pure Land, enveloping himself within its domain.

"Well?"

Grave Fiend was like a nervous student awaiting his grades.

Having looked through those blueprints, he was waiting for Gu Shen and Gu Nanfeng to decide what to do with him.

"Not bad. Stay here, and your food and lodging will be covered." Gu Shen took out a stack of blueprints and solemnly instructed him, "Read more of this stuff when you have time. It'll come in handy later. I'll come inspect you regularly. I'll check how much you've read and how much you've understood."

These blueprints were ancient texts scattered throughout Ian's room.

Perhaps it had something to do with the "loss" of the forbidden ancient arts. Though Ian had lived for a long time, his talent for ancient texts was limited. He probably did not understand