Time flew by, and another three days had passed!
"Incense Master Fang, great news!"
That afternoon, Chen Ping came running frantically with a brocade box in his arms.
Fang Zhixing stared intently, noticed the character "Pei" on the brocade box, and his heart leapt with joy. He asked hastily, "Is it a Golden Heavenly Silkworm?"
Chen Ping chuckled, "Yes, yes, the Pei Family Villa put a lot of effort into finally finding the Golden Heavenly Silkworm you wanted."
Fang Zhixing took it over and opened the brocade box to look.
Inside the ventilated box were a few mulberry leaves, and beneath the leaves, a faint rustling sound could be heard.
Fang Zhixing reached out to push aside the mulberry leaves, but before his hand touched the leaves, he suddenly touched something. His fingertips were cut by an invisible object.
Fang Zhixing raised his hand and turned it over for a look, observing a clear white mark on his fingertip.
