Downflow Incense was a strange kind of fragrant candle whose smoke could flow downward, gathering without dispersing.
Upon seeing this Downflow Incense burner and the ash atop it, the five immediately became certain that the ash must have come from the hundred-thousand-year Plum Fragrance Silk candle Qin Fengming had mentioned earlier.
Looking at the empty wooden table and chairs, disappointment appeared in everyone's eyes.
There was nothing at all on the tabletop, and aside from a chair cushion woven from Ice Silkworm silk, the wooden chairs held no other objects.
Clearly, even if Plum Fragrance Silk had existed here before, the master of this place had already taken it away.
Aside from the table and chairs, the only remaining object was this Downflow Incense burner.
Gazing at the table and chairs before him, Qin Fengming slightly furrowed his brows. They were not made of some precious wood, but of Si Nan Wood.
The Downflow Incense burner appeared to be made of decent material, but it was merely a somewhat rare type of stone.
"It seems there are no precious objects in this main hall. Let's go take a look at the two side halls. Perhaps we'll find something there."
Blue light flickered in his eyes. Qin Fengming carefully surveyed the vast main hall, then spoke with a faint trace of disappointment showing on his face.
It was true that the master of this place had made fragrant candles from hundred-thousand-year Plum Fragrance Silk, but not a single one had been left behind.
The other four naturally had no objections. Their figures flashed, and they directly left Qiling Hall, arriving before the entrance to a side hall.
Without waiting for Qin Fengming to remind him, Wu Wenzhong once again released the bear beast. He pushed open the door and entered the