When Feng Jun emerged, it was already completely dark outside. However, four large candles had been lit in the room, making it fairly bright.
He first jerked his chin at Lang Zhen. "Old Lang, go down and see if there's anything I missed."
Without another word, Lang Zhen went downstairs. Mr. Shi looked utterly stunned. "So... there really is no restriction on cultivation?"
"Heh heh," Feng Jun gave a dry laugh, neither confirming nor denying it. Think whatever you want.
Don't you love acting mysterious? Let me give you a taste of it too.
However, Mr. Shi truly did not dwell on it. It was not that he lacked curiosity, but he had heard far too many ambiguous words like that and had long grown used to them. Since the other party would not explain, he would not ask.
Then he spotted the pitch-black single mace at a glance. He froze for a moment before frowning. "This... may I take a look at this?"
Feng Jun glanced at him and slowly spoke four words. "Know when to stop."
"Ah... this must be it," Mr. Shi could no longer hold himself back. He even seemed to be scratching at his ears in agitation. He looked at Yu Zhengqing. "Brother Zhengqing, do you think this is the Stone Mace?"
"The Stone Mace?" Yu Zhengqing was also taken aback. "That can't be, can it? The authorities said... hadn't it already been recovered?"
The Stone Mace case concerned two disciples of the Qu Family from Swordforging Peak who had died in Donghua, while the Stone Maces they carried had vanished without a trace. The Qu Family was one of Swordforging Peak's seven great families, and Swordforging Peak was one of the Two Peaks and One Valley.
One of those Qu Family disciples had already