Lin Wu was the one left stunned this time.
She looked down at the fabric in her hands, a dark gray color, feeling very special to the touch, but unlike the cobbler, who was a tailor in normal times and knew every kind of fabric like the back of his hand, she did not.
She looked at the cobbler and asked directly, "What kind of clue can this give me?"
When the cobbler spoke again, his words took Lin Wu by surprise, "Two years ago, you were conducting business in Ghost Street when someone came to you with a very special Underworld Device. But before you could receive it, he was killed. Do you remember this incident?"
Lin Wu's heart skipped a beat, "How do you... know about this?"
