"With this mask, I can do many things in secret."
Gazing at the intricately woven mask made of fine vines in his hand, Lin Chang'an could not help but nod silently.
No matter what happens in the future, Huang Shaohai of Li Huo Palace would take the blame, not him.
...
A few days later.
Lin Chang'an returned to Celestial Profound City from the Cloud Mist Mountain Range. To make his disguise more convincing, he even operated his Cultivation Technique severely to injure his body.
The truth was, his Self-Healing Body's recovery was too strong; in just a few days, his broken arm had regrown.
It was just that the Essence Blood burned during the Blood Shadow Escape made his face pale, and he needed some time to recover.
"The Self-Healing Body is my true reliance."
"However, Mr. Huang, you owe me, and today I'd like you to repay some interest."
As Lin Chang'an saw the Treasures Tower, his expression suddenly changed, feigning a look of panic.
Treasures Tower.
"Mr. Feng!"
