Lu Qingshan waited two days in the small courtyard he had rented temporarily.
On the third day, the token given by Dantai Qingrun vibrated.
It had finally come.
Lu Qingshan's gaze flashed as he took out the token, probed into it with his Divine Sense, and received the message from Dantai Qingrun.
The message was very brief, just like Dantai Qingrun's personality—simple and clear.
"The matter entrusted to you has been arranged; come to Zhenjiang Tower."
Just this short sentence, not even mentioning the specific location of Zhenjiang Tower to Lu Qingshan.
As if it were certain that Lu Qingshan certainly knew where Zhenjiang Tower was located.
However, Dantai Qingrun had not guessed wrong; Lu Qingshan did indeed know the specific address of Zhenjiang Tower.
...
This was a tower entirely clad in black.