The coded message was very simple, but the information was already sufficient.
It had instructed Fang Ze to head to Qingfeng Ancient Street at three o'clock to meet the contact person.
It appeared that Hua Jian must have been hidden there by him.
As he thought about this, Fang Ze picked up an iron basin, then set the letter and its envelope on fire and threw them into the basin.
After ensuring that everything had turned to ashes, Fang Ze crumbled them further, then went outside and scattered them in different directions.
In this world, there were all sorts of bizarre magical abilities. Who knew if someone could reconstruct ashes? So, being careful wasn't a mistake.
After dealing with the ashes, Fang Ze returned to his room.
He checked the time; it was 9 pm now.
There were six hours left until the meeting time.
Deducting the travel time, there were five and a half hours left.
