And anyone who could burn out the keyboard and display areas separately was truly in a league of their own!
...
In the Flying Spring Waterfall Tower, Zhang Deming took a deep breath and slowly shut down the device. 'Spies... not a single one of them is honest,' he thought. 'Even allies are always looking to pull a fast one, to keep an ace up their sleeve.'
He glanced at the watch-like notebook. Given the significant energy fluctuations from the communication just now, Zhang Deming tossed it directly into a corner of the secret chamber. He then activated the chamber's various protective measures, sealing it away for the time being.
Having witnessed the capabilities of the Celestial Spirit Sect's Secret Group, Zhang Deming felt there was no harm in being cautious. 'Spies are an even bigger deal than sect traitors. If I get dragged into this... my status as a Law-Level Spirit Nurturer won't be worth a damn.'
