There was no beating around the bush or any attempt to be needlessly mysterious. Facing Lai Zhuge's overwrought expression, a mix of nervousness and boundless excitement, Qin Fan simply gave a faint smile.
He pointed to the field of withered Gathering Spirit Grass at his feet. "It's right here."
What? Here? Hearing Qin Fan's answer, Lai Zhuge shook his head in disbelief.
There was nothing special about this location. The Geomancy Inspectors had scoured nearly every inch of Horse Hoof Ridge. They couldn't possibly have missed a spot like this. And now, Qin Fan was asserting it was in this very unremarkable place? If not for Qin Fan's unfathomable mystique and his status as a Transformation Realm Grandmaster, Lai Zhuge would have assumed he was being played for a fool.
His nervous excitement subsided slightly, but Lai Zhuge still asked with deep skepticism, "Mr. Qin, you're saying it's here?"
