Following Xu Huo's directions, Zou Weichang found a leopard hide with pinpoint accuracy. After feeling around on it for a while, he muttered a curse, then turned to a rhinoceros hide. He rubbed that one for a while too, then suddenly tore it down and hurled it to the floor.
"Bastard!" he snarled, then barged straight into the skin stripper's bedroom!
As the bedroom door opened and closed, Peng Fengnian, clinging to the wall, cursed the idiot under his breath. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched the skin stripper emerge from the Warehouse.
The skin stripper carried a candle in one hand and a thick, rusty iron chain in the other. He casually tossed the chain over a beam, hung it up, and tested its height before lighting an alcohol lamp underneath.
The flame illuminated the metal hook hanging from the end of the chain. Unlike the rust-spotted chain, the hook gleamed like a mirror. As the flame heated it, it gradually glowed red, and that ruddy light spread as if it had substance, soon filling the Workshop.
Sweat beaded on Peng Fengnian's forehead. He pressed his nose against the wall and stared at the dust right in front of him, not daring to glance toward the skin stripper, even out of the corner of his eye.
He was a hundred percent certain that the glowing metal hook was a special item. He didn't know what it did; all he could do was hope it wasn't used for searching. His own item, You Can't See Me, was less effective whether he stared at the skin stripper or was in the presence of light.
"Two little piglets." The skin stripper began to move, murmuring, "One is very naughty and damaged my beloved hide. The other is disobedient and