Inside the Grand Preceptor Hall, Cao Yufei strode down the corridor with a grave expression, hurrying toward Brother Chun's room.
Inside his consciousness space was a magic treasure that did not belong to him. Lord Man had borrowed it from a genius in the Bell Society by calling on his personal connections. The treasure was a vessel for collecting souls, and the source of Brother Chun's mental confusion.
The damaged yin soul inside Brother Chun had a subtle connection to this treasure, and just now, Cao Yufei had sensed that yin soul weakening.
Creak!
He and Ding Hun had just reached the corridor outside Brother Chun's room when they saw Li Hu push open his door and walk out.
When they met, Cao Yufei frowned and asked, "Did you hear anything?"
Li Hu paused briefly. "Yeah. There was a clattering and banging coming from that kid's room just now."
Hearing this, Cao Yufei immediately transmitted his voice to Li Hu and Ding Hun. "Approach without making a sound."
With that, the three concealed their auras and footsteps, arriving at Brother Chun's door like ghosts.
Cao Yufei carefully examined the window paper. The room was brightly lit, yet completely silent. He gestured to Ding Hun with his chin.
Bang!
Without warning, Ding Hun blasted the door open with one palm and appeared in the room's main sitting area as though he had teleported. He whipped his head around and carefully probed his surroundings, but found nothing unusual.
Cao Yufei followed at a rapid pace. Looking down, he saw Brother Chun unconscious beside the wall, three large, swollen lumps on his head faintly seeping blood, as though someone had clubbed him from behind.
Seeing this, Li Hu immediately grew tense. "Fuck, someone got in?!"
"Don't panic."
Cao Yufei waved to cut him