Although he wasn't well-acquainted with Tong Mingshan, he did recognize him. The crowd shouting Tong Mingshan's name, then suddenly falling silent—could it have something to do with Tong Mingshan?
When he opened his eyes, the first thing he did was glance at Tong Mingshan's position. With just one look, he understood the reason behind the exclamations and sudden silence.
He saw that the bottom of the refining material in Tong Mingshan's hands, near his palm, was similarly emitting a hazy glow of twilight—a sign laden with meaning.
Could it be that Tong Mingshan was also refining the True Exquisite Heart?
How was that even possible?
Judging by Tong Mingshan's seamless method, could he possibly be using the same refining technique? He immediately rejected the idea; he couldn't sense Tong Mingshan harnessing the mysterious power that he himself commanded, nor did Tong Mingshan's techniques resemble his own.
