As the words fell, Yi Chunqiu hurriedly rummaged around inside his robes.
But after searching for a long while, he did not take out anything at all.
Instead, Feng Jianxing swept his gaze over the room, his eyes landing beneath a wooden rack stacked with waste pills off to the side.
"The item... should be hidden there?"
Feng Jianxing spoke blandly. With the Divine Sense and eyesight of someone at the Tribulation Crossing stage, his perception was astonishing.
If there was anything off in this room, it could only be that place.
Su Shi'er stood calmly where he was. He had likewise noticed it long ago; he simply had not said anything.
Yi Chunqiu first froze, then quickly walked up to the wooden rack, crouched down, and carefully parted a pile of waste pills.
Under the heap of waste pills lay, to his shock, a palm-sized Jade Eye Slip with dim spiritual energy.
The Jade Eye Slip's aura was faint. If one had not been deliberately searching for it, it would have been impossible to detect.
Yi Chunqiu lifted the Jade Eye Slip in both hands and solemnly presented it to Su Shi'er.
"This jade slip was something Master personally entrusted to me for safekeeping back then."
"He said that a wisp of his Divine Sense imprint was left inside it. Aside from you, martial uncle, even if others obtained it, they would not be able to see its contents."
Su Shi'er accepted the Jade Eye Slip and swept it with his Divine Sense.
The next moment, an extremely familiar aura immediately surfaced from the Jade Eye Slip.
It was indeed Zhu Hanwei's aura, without a doubt.
Immediately afterward, a low and grave voice slowly sounded within Su Shi'er's sea of consciousness.
"Senior Brother Su, if you have returned, you