Ding Chun looked perplexed under Yang Zhen's stare, his brow furrowed in apparent frustration.
Wen Yuning watched Yang Zhen, who was still eyeing Ding Chun, with curiosity. A strange glint appeared in her eyes as she exchanged a knowing look with Gong Sanhe.
Breaking into laughter, Gong Sanhe said, "You're joking, Little Li. How could we possibly locate the Heavenly Machine Lock by holding grass?"
Ding Chun shot Yang Zhen a glance, probably feeling awkward to be constantly observed by him. He snorted, joining in, "If holding grass could reveal the location of the Heavenly Machine Lock, then there must be plenty of people who have found the Lock by now. It would have become a common knowledge and the Nine Places of Sky Mechanism would have long turned into eight."
Seeing Yang Zhen still deep in thought, Wen Yuning asked hesitantly, "Young Master Li, do you actually have a way?"
