Chapter 83

The residual Ice Marrow Incense within the burner volatilized upon the tremor, and a pale blue haze instantly engulfed the space. "Hold your breath!" Mu Feng dragged the other two into the bronze doorway. From outside came the sound of violent coughing; the pulse detector sparked under the influence of the intense magnetic field, causing the equipment to short-circuit. Three days later, the town’s incense market was bustling. Disguised as a medicinal herb merchant, Mu Feng toyed with a rhinoceros horn cup at a stall. His Xuantong swept across the teahouse opposite, where three men in sunglasses were monitoring Su Yuqing’s incense stand.