Just moments ago, Wang Anfeng had left a medicine on the body of the black-clothed martial artist. It was the legitimate heir's miracle medicine from the Medicine King Valley, colorless and tasteless, neither harmful nor beneficial. No matter how profound one's martial arts were, it was extremely difficult to detect, except by the core divine skills of the Medicine King Valley lineage, the Mixed Yuan Body, which could sense it.
When one's skill reached the First Rank in the world, it could be traced from thousands of miles away.
Wang Anfeng allowed the martial artist to leave before turning to walk back towards his own courtyard. As for the carpenter…he had just come out, precisely to provide space for those who were prepared to test him.
On his way home, the person he needed to protect had not yet arrived.