173 Scale Armor

This day passed quickly.

All was calm.

There were no follow-ups to last night's incident, and no new tasks arrived today.

Fang Zhixing had a good rest for the day, finally recovering from the fatigue of the past few days.

As evening approached.

Yixiang House's protector and coachman, Zhong Cunhai, came running over, shouting with glee, "Master, I have a lead on the thing you asked me to look into."

Fang Zhixing's eyebrows lifted, his face showing a hint of anticipation.

Previously, since he himself had no time to spare, he had instructed Zhong Cunhai to help investigate what "Lingli Armor" was.

Speaking of Zhong Cunhai, he might be the most idle person in Yixiang House, doing nothing all day and practically drawing a salary for nothing.

Actually, Zhong Cunhai was quite bored too. Although he wasn't very capable, doing nothing all day was utterly boring to the extreme.

That's just how people are.

Working feels tiresome, yet doing nothing feels boring.