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Lin Mingchang feigned surprise and swiftly stepped in front of Shen Tong. "Mr. Mo, are you planning to recreate the grandeur of ancient times? I wonder how the progress is going?"
"It is nearing completion. At Tomorrow Night's concert, you will be able to see its true form," he replied. Turning to Shen Tong, he added, "Especially you, Miss Shen. I will arrange front-row seats for you, where you can truly appreciate the charm of the Konghou."
Shen Tong felt a surge of caution within her but maintained a composed exterior. "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Mo. We will certainly attend."
As the tour continued, Mo Wen passionately introduced the history and characteristics of various musical instruments. Shen Tong remained attentive, sensing a sealed space beneath the small building, where the Death Qi and malevolent energy were particularly dense.
Casually moving to several corners of the room under the guise of observing ancient instruments, she attempted to ascertain the extent of the underground space.
As the tour was drawing to a close, Mo Wen suddenly leaned closer to Shen Tong and whispered, "Miss Shen, your eyes are quite special."
Shen Tong instinctively took a step back, her Right Eye narrowing slightly. "It's just a congenital issue; it’s nothing serious."
Mo Wen smiled knowingly. "Some 'issues' are actually gifts from heaven. At Tomorrow Night's concert, I believe Miss Shen will have a unique experience."
He handed Lin Mingchang two gold-embossed invitations. "You two, eight o'clock sharp tomorrow. Don’t be late."
After bidding farewell to Mo Wen, as they stepped out of the estate's gate, Shen Tong pressed her fingers to her temple, her face pale.
Lin Mingchang quickly supported her as they hurried away, stopping only in a secluded alley once they were sure no one was following.
"He knows," Shen Tong said softly. "He knows I can Wang Qi."
"Are you sure?"
"His basement is filled with an abundance of Death Qi and malevolent energy..." Shen Tong leaned against the wall, breathing heavily. "But I have a feeling those energies were intentionally displayed for me, like a trap waiting for me to step in."
The two rushed back to Shen Tong's courtyard, where Xiaoshuang was anxiously pacing back and forth. Upon seeing them return, she immediately approached. "What happened? Did you find anything?"
Lin Mingchang briefly recounted their visit with Mo Wen, particularly emphasizing Mo Wen's interest in Shen Tong's Right Eye.
"What should we do now?" Xiaoshuang asked anxiously. "Should we report this to the Police Station?"
"There might be members of the Gui Xu Society within the Police Station as well," Lin Mingchang pondered for a moment. "If word gets out, the consequences could be dire. It seems we have no choice but to take risks; I will arrange for a few trusted officers as backup, but ultimately we must rely on ourselves."
Just then, the courtyard door swung open and Fang Zigui hurried in, carrying a medicine box.
"I have made some progress," he said as he placed the box on the table and opened it to reveal several small bottles. "I’ve formulated a universal antidote that can counteract most hallucinogenic substances. If Mo Wen uses any drugs at the concert alongside the Emperor's Konghou, we should be able to protect ourselves. However, there are only a few pills available and they must be used at the onset of poisoning to be effective."
He then took out a paper bag and carefully unfolded it to reveal grayish-white powder inside. "This is a special powder that changes color when it encounters most hallucinogenic toxins; it will help us identify the path of any toxic gas dispersing."
At last, he took out four pairs of cotton earplugs. "These are specially made earplugs coated with medication that can reduce the impact of sound waves, but they cannot completely block them, so we cannot stay for too long."
Lin Mingchang distributed the medicated earplugs to each person. "Tomorrow night might be a tough battle, so everyone must be careful."
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