Zhou Heng suppressed the fleeting odd feeling in his heart and hummed a tune all the way back to the inn.
Having obtained an artifact that was likely of an absurdly high rank, his mood was naturally fantastic. But after returning to the inn, Zhou Heng immediately tiptoed, because he should be looking for a way to find a method to undo Yang Lanxin's restrictions, rather than bringing back a pill furnace.
Although he wasn't afraid of Yang Lanxin, dealings between men and women weren't about fear or its absence.
It's better to be low-key.
But, is this really a pill furnace?
Zhou Heng only felt it looked like one, but its size seemed too small. How much material could such a tiny space hold?
Back in his room, he shut the door, took out the pill furnace, and began to study it carefully.
