Zang Xiaojian noticed that after Lu Qingshan had entered the wooden sculpture shop, he began to look at the wooden carvings attentively, pondering something to himself.
Suddenly, she recalled Lu Qingshan's special attention to the wooden carvings yesterday. If she hadn't mimicked his actions and taken a wooden sculpture when leaving the shop, she wouldn't have found the secret hidden within the carvings.
She restrained herself for a long time but finally couldn't hold back. Throwing aside her intent to ignore Lu Qingshan for a while, she leaned closer and asked softly, "Lu Qingshan, did you also discover…"
"Fellow cultivator Lu, Fellow cultivator Zang." A very gentle voice suddenly rang out, interrupting Zang Xiaojian before she could finish.
"How did you get here?" Zang Xiaojian turned and looked at the speaker with extreme surprise.
In the small wooden sculpture shop, a third visitor had arrived.
Mo Yan.
