For a moment, inhaling a sharp breath was the only sound that one could hear.
But in the stuffy underground, there was no cool place to be found, and what everyone drew into their bellies was only the pungent and scalding wind...
It was just a moment's sweep, a strand of mercury so thin it was almost invisible to the naked eye, that easily sliced through Lou Feng's hair.
To split hairs was no more than this.
Although most of the people present could easily achieve the same effect, doing so undetected was impossible. What's more, wasn't there more than just this one strand freshly produced from the furnace?
Who could have imagined that after squatting beside the furnace for a night, Ji Jue could come up with such a bizarre murder tool for a secret chamber?
In an instant, even the look towards Lou Feng was filled with more respect—who would have thought that you, the Embers' craftsmen, always so gentle and refined in appearance, were hiding such deadly tricks up your sleeves!
