Lin Feng opened his mouth to respond, but before he could say a word, a sudden movement caught his attention.
Something flew through the air toward him with the faintest rustle.
"Hmmm?" he murmured, raising a hand casually.
The object landed in his palm as if it had been guided there by invisible hands… no sound, no bounce, nothing to suggest it had been thrown carelessly.
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his senses stretched to assess the item.
It was no ordinary object.
Even at first glance, he could detect a faint spiritual aura, deliberate and controlled, indicating that whoever sent it intended for him to receive it personally.
The thing that landed in Lin Feng's palm was a delicate origami bird, its folds crisp and infused with faint spiritual light.
He unfolded it with a single motion and effortlessly read the message written within.
