Feng Ruqing was dumbstruck by Qing Han's words.
It was natural that Fu Chen was well-versed in formations.
"By the way, don't let Brother Fu Chen know that I hid his book. Otherwise, he would beat me." Qing Han tugged at Feng Ruqing's sleeve as she said innocently.
"Alright, if you could get the book for me, I will not tell Fu Chen."
"Uhm. Mother, you can find all the formations you want in that book. I will get it for you later." Qing Han smiled brightly, she looked so pure and innocent.
Feng Ruqing stroked her chin as she narrowed her eyes.
By doing this, the Forest of Spirit Beasts could regain its peace for an amount of time. At least, no one would disturb them for a while.
***
In Marquis City.
A young master in a richly intricate brocade forcefully smashed the cup in his hand. He stared coldly at the people kneeling not far below him. His face darkened a few shades.
