The masked man had a large-denomination silver note hidden in his belt, worth five thousand taels.
"That's a huge sum—even working as a Prison Guard for a lifetime wouldn't earn you this much silver."
Jiang Feng sighed.
Next were two black pills.
Jiang Feng took a careful sniff and muttered, "This medicinal scent is refreshing—could it be the Qi Blood Pill that Sister Dong once mentioned?"
"Better keep it for now."
To be hidden in the masked man's belt,
Jiang Feng figured it surely wasn't anything ordinary.
"Hmm? It's a Black Patterned Draft, and a sample of Five Poison Grass. This guy carried both with him—could he have wanted to start deciphering them the moment he got the Cultivation Techniques?"
Jiang Feng found the Black Patterned Draft and the sample of Five Poison Grass inside the masked man's chest.
