Gu Bai sent the address of the photography studio to Yan Junze's phone, and then they agreed on a time.
The time was tonight at 10 p.m.
To sneak out easily in the evening, Yan Junze also needed to get his story straight with Zhou Dali, telling his parents that he was going to Dali's house to study and would stay over, not coming back until the next day.
Before long, a brand new mace was finally forged.
Gu Bai checked it once more, then handed it over to Yan Junze.
The golden mace was about the length of a forearm, and at first glance, it looked quite like the previous statue, but was more convenient to carry and use for attack.
When Yan Junze took it, he felt its weight in his hand, as the mace was somewhat heavy.
However, to threaten strangenesses with it, he would need to carry it in his backpack at all times, which would be very inconvenient.
If only he could place it directly into the Spacetime Atlas like "Lock Evil Spirits," that would be perfect.
Yan Junze had an idea.
