The Oracle Tower Case Files were officially sealed three days later.
The Evidence Room at Headquarters got a new door lock. The shattered Bronze Bell was placed in a nonreactive Evidence Box, sealed, and filed in the deepest level. Xie Wu's Remnant Face, Shen Huaizhong's Name Scroll, the Old Gods Society roster, the Green Gate ledgers, the Photo Studio photographs, the Gu Family marriage contract, and the Xu Family Old Prescription were numbered one by one.
The Deputy Captain was so busy that dark circles formed around his eyes as he carried stacks of documents in and out.
Lu Wenchuan was still staying in the Medical Room.
Song Zhixia would not let him leave his bed for more than five minutes. At first, he had tried to negotiate, but Song Zhixia set his medical chart in front of him, listing three full pages of injuries. After reading it, Lu Wenchuan quietly lay back down.
Xu Zhihan sat beside the bed, reading the case files.
Lu Wenchuan watched him.
"You've read them three times."
Xu Zhihan did not look up.
"Is there a problem?"
"No."
"Then shut up."
Lu Wenchuan smiled.
Song Zhixia happened to hear that as she came in to change his dressings.
"You two have such a healthy way of getting along now."
"Not bad," Lu Wenchuan said quietly.
Xu Zhihan glanced at him.
Lu Wenchuan immediately added, "I'll talk less."
Song Zhixia unwound his gauze and examined the edges of his Fate Line. The old wounds remained, but the hollow at the Anchor site had closed, leaving only a faint ring of white. That mark would not disappear anytime soon, and might still hurt if he encountered Divine Oracle remnants in the future, but it was no longer affected by the Divine Throne.
After examining it, Song