Truth be told, there was a moment when Ji Jue really wanted to smack Zhou Cheng on the back of his head.
"Reversed Heavenly Gang," who do you think you're showing off to!
But as his hand was halfway raised, he suddenly remembered, oh, he actually had a grandfather.
Master craftsman, Zhou Chong.
Under the sharp gaze that came from the deepest part of the workshop, the hand raised halfway sheepishly shrank back. To avoid embarrassment, he even feigned dusting off Zhou Cheng's back.
Then, in the midst of an angry glare, he revealed a 'see how nice I am to you' smile.
Beneath the eaves, beneath the eaves... Let's not squabble over this.
Thus, with pomp and pageantry, he stepped inside, looking left and right, only to find that this time, Zhou Chong had moved almost half of the workshop's equipment over.
The profound underground space was now filled with Spiritual Circuits, structured with three layers on top and six below, intricately fitted together, locked from the inside out.
