The Treasures of Southern Zhou

Song Shihui looked at the screen carefully for a long time.

Sure enough, he couldn't see any movement in the bookstore.

It was like a black hole that swallowed everything.

Although on the surface, there seemed to be a reasonable reason.

For example, the light was too dim and the camera was blocked..

But...

As an extraordinary person, Song Shihui knew that this was not a coincidence, but an extremely high-level magic art.

It was also something that gods were best at.

Gods were experts at fooling the world!

This was something that had been clearly understood since the recovery of the spirit aura.

And this person was obviously even more brilliant.

This kind of concealment without leaving any traces had reached the level of natural perfection.

If he did not know the background of the bookstore, even if he personally came, he would not have been able to see anything unusual.