The rear courtyard of the Zhou Residence.
More than half a day had passed since Qian Zhen's death. Zhou Muzhi invited his master, Li Jingfei, and his grandson to stay at his home for the time being.
First, this would guard against the beaten dogs of a defeated family being driven to leap over the wall. Second, concentrating their strength in one place would better equip them to withstand danger.
Out of consideration for his grandson, and because the Li Residence was usually too deserted and vulnerable to surprise attacks, Li Jingfei agreed without hesitation. After returning home, he brought his grandson over.
Zhou Muzhi settled them in the side room opposite his own.
Their quarters were very close together. Not only that, he had also called his second brother over to stay in an empty room in the rear courtyard.
The Zhou Family's rear courtyard could now rightly be called the safest place in the entire county town.
Inside his room.
Zhou Muzhi had changed into a brand-new, thin cotton robe, without a single ornament on him. Sitting at the table, he held the cracked but unbroken saber and looked at the panel before him.
[Name: Zhou Muzhi] [Status: Possessed] [Skills: Martial arts (Five Qi · Second Qi attained), Incense Maker (perfection)] [Deduction Points: 6]
His Incense Maker skill had automatically reached perfection after he made Ghost-Controlling Incense on his own.
The weapon Zhao Chenfeng had left behind had also provided a full five Deduction Points.
But that was not all. He could sense that the blade still held the supernatural quality he needed to advance his martial cultivation.
As his palm brushed over it, the hairs on his arm stood on end. It was a sensation of pure terror.
Withdrawing his hand, Zhou Muzhi looked at