After he confirmed that the Fragrance Master had completely disappeared from sight, Song Ling finally pulled his gaze away. He took the amulet from his pocket and stared at it for a long time.
The master had suggested that Gu Dai was exceptionally talented in crafting fragrances. Yet in all these years, she had never mentioned this to him. Perhaps she had learned this skill from someone at the temple where she had obtained the amulet?
Even as he pondered this, Song Ling found himself increasingly skeptical of this notion. After all, there were so many things about Gu Dai that he didn't know.
Surveying the room, his eyes fell on the furniture covered in a layer of dust, a result of the house being uninhabited for too long. A sense of emptiness clouded his vision.
