Chu Zhiyuan said, "This was very likely their first time using this jade pendant."
"But it might not necessarily have been their first time," Ding Huanchun said.
Chu Zhiyuan nodded slowly.
There was no way to determine whether it was the first time.
They might have used it before.
Ding Huanchun examined the jade pendant in his hand, gritted his teeth, and said, "We can't conceal this matter. We need to report it."
Chu Zhiyuan nodded. "The sooner, the better. Go now."
Ding Huanchun cupped his fists, turned, and hurried away with a grave expression.
Chu Zhiyuan watched him leave, his expression solemn as he took out the jade pendant from his robes.
He closed his eyes and began concentrating on sensing it.
His Super Sensation spread outward.
Three middle-aged men stood atop a mountain peak ten miles away, looking down in this direction.
The peak towered imposingly, half-shrouded in white clouds and mist, its true form impossible to make out.
They stood amid the clouds and fog, their eyes glimmering like wolves' as they observed this place.
Clearly, their gazes could pierce the white mist and see what was happening here.
Chu Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly and scrutinized the three men, knowing they were the masterminds.
The three middle-aged men wore grave expressions, their gazes cold and stern as they remained silent for a long while.
Only after Ding Huanchun had left did they finally break the silence.
"Who is that?" The middle-aged man in the center was tall and powerfully built, his face as fair as coronation jade and his bearing deep and tranquil as an abyss. He said slowly, "He ruined our grand scheme!"
"No idea." The other two both shook their heads.
"We haven't seen this man before."
"But judging by how he interacted with