As the "team building" event came to a successful conclusion, Feng Mu did not return to the dojo with his senior brothers. Instead, he quietly got off the van midway and returned alone to his rental house outside the city.
Having been away for a week, a thin layer of dust had accumulated inside the house, and the air was filled with a faint dusty smell, which was somewhat irritating to the nose.
If it were Hong Ya, she might have pulled out various bottles and jars from her treasure bag and wiped the house inside and out until it was clean like a crime scene where a murder had just occurred.
But Feng Mu was not particular about these things. He casually pushed open the TV cabinet, took out the half-piece of Calamity Iron he had treasured, crushed it lightly, and swallowed it while listening to the voice coming through the phone.
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