Seeing the joy on Shopkeeper Chen's face as he put away the storage ring, Qin Fengming immediately rose to his feet. After clasping his fists, he was just about to leave.
Just then, Elder Chen's expression shifted. After pausing briefly, he spoke:
"Fellow Daoist Fei, I see that you purchased so many books concerning the strange affairs of Jian'an Prefecture's Cultivation World at once. You must certainly be investigating something in particular. If you are willing to spend a fortune in Yin Stones, I can point you toward a shortcut. It would absolutely be better than searching through the books yourself."
As Elder Chen spoke, he gave a signal, and the attendant tactfully left the reception room.
Hearing the old man's words, Qin Fengming could not help but feel a tremor in his heart.
It was not difficult to guess a little of the reason behind his purchasing so many books of the same type. However, he was somewhat astonished by the shortcut Elder Chen had mentioned.
"Shopkeeper Chen is right. This humble one does intend to investigate some strange events that occurred in ancient times or in the distant past. However, what exactly is the shortcut you mentioned?"
"The shortcut I spoke of is an extremely mysterious existence. If Fellow Daoist Fei had not purchased so many books from this shop at once, I would not have meddled by telling you about it. Therefore, you must keep my words confidential and refrain from telling anyone else."
The old man did not answer directly. Instead, he stared intently at Qin Fengming and urged him:
"Rest assured, Shopkeeper Chen. This humble one absolutely will not tell a third person."
"Good. Chen believes Fellow Daoist is a man who keeps his word. Have you ever heard of Dark Silence Hall?"
Elder Chen