The stone hovered above Qin An's palm. He studied it for a moment, his brow furrowing.
The tremor had come from the stone. Qin An had felt a hazy aura emanating from it.
But in the blink of an eye, the aura vanished without a trace.
What exactly is this thing? Qin An wondered.
He had kept the stone a secret.
The stone had an extraordinary origin, and Qin An had no intention of telling anyone about it.
"Rest for today. Tomorrow, I'll go to the Confidential Archives and look for information on the stone."
Having made his plan, Qin An tucked the stone into his robe.
The Confidential Archives held records of strange tales and unusual objects. As a Bronze Captain, Qin An had the right to consult them.
Reading them would also improve his Scholar Profession proficiency, killing two birds with one stone.
With that in mind, Qin An put the matter aside and focused on practicing his Dancer Profession.
The next day.
Morning came, and all things stirred to life.
A shaft of sunlight streamed through the window and fell across the floor, illuminating a patchwork of shadows.
Qin An opened his eyes, got up and washed, then changed into clean black robes. He headed straight out toward the Confidential Archives.
Everyone he passed wore black robes, whether they belonged to the Internal Affairs Division or the External Affairs Division.
The journey was uneventful.
When Qin An reached the Confidential Archives, he handed over his waist badge. A Prefecture Clerk from the Internal Affairs Division carefully recorded his entry.
"My lord, your badge." The clerk offered the bronze badge back with both hands, casting Qin An an envious glance.
Many in the Internal Affairs Division came from sects and Lineages, yet they greatly envied those in