The Penniless Thief Sect's luck was absolutely horrible. It was a miracle that they'd been able to survive up until now.
"No, this wasn't the kind of information I wanted." Song Shuhang pressed his hand against the brick of the palace once again.
It seemed that he would have to use it another time to acquire some useful information, even at the cost of the pain becoming more unbearable.
And so, he urged the secret appraisal technique once again.
However, this time, the pain that he'd expected to experience did not appear. The absence of pain showed that there was no longer anything more to be identified; there were no longer any secrets to this palace.
Song Shuhang rubbed his eyebrows. Due to the strength he used being a bit too high, the rubbing caused his liquefied body to ripple.
