Yu Ci found Lin Xianzheng's sudden burst of courage rather strange, but when he saw the furtive glance Lin Xianzheng cast at Zhai Que'er, everything became perfectly understandable.
Whether intentional or not, Zhai Que'er truly had a talent for drawing out the potential of the opposite sex. In any case, it could greatly improve efficiency, and Yu Ci was happy to see it. He nodded. "Tell us."
When he saw Zhai Que'er's gaze turn toward him, Lin Xianzheng's chest suddenly swelled with strength. In a voice louder and more resounding than ever before, he said, "My lords, while I was setting up the formation to sort through the spirit veins, I encountered certain unusual disturbances within the strata. Upon investigation, there were indeed traces of human handiwork, but they had suffered an enormous impact and were left utterly unrecognizable."
Lin Xianzheng's form of self-address revealed his current state of mind. Confidence was a good thing in this sort of work, and Yu Ci naturally did not stint on praise—but none of it could compare to Zhai Que'er's soft exclamation: "Not bad!"
Lin Xianzheng puffed out his chest even further. Without waiting for either of them to ask again, he continued, "Besides those remnants, there are also lingering traces of the spirit veins' operation. However, they have now become detached from the remnants, presumably because of changes in the strata. If... if Lord Xiao Wu can determine the direction the spirit veins originally ran, I should be able to reconstruct what the strata looked like at the time and calculate the rough layout of the formation restrictions. I dare not say whether it can be restored, but it would at least provide a reference."
Yu Ci nodded. This was equivalent to a method of analysis, or a simplified secret art of