After returning to his residence, Qi Tian kept all his breath inside.

the divine sense carefully probes toward the heart sword hall.

although it's a bit risky, Qitian has to do it. In order to minimize the chance of exposure, Qi Tian compressed his divine sense to the limit, and a tiny and unseen thread, like a probe, went into the heart sword hall.

"master Mo Xin, what's this

"my friend, Murphy." If money is not bright, Mo Xin seems to be very impatient and gives a brief introduction.

"it turns out that it's Mr. Murphy. I don't know that two of them are here. I'm afraid I've lost my...