The bitter wind whistled, creeping through the cracks in the paper window, chilling Jia Lingyun to the bone.
This was preposterous! To be told the location of the Qiankun Box but not the secret to opening it? Lin Weidao, oh Lin Weidao, what was the rush back at Chenqiao Post Station? Could you not have finished your sentence? Or was it possible that this fellow Cheng Han was playing me?
"Cheng Han, how about this? You tell me how to open the Qiankun Box, and I'll tell you a secret in return!"
Chapter 143