Su Zhouhe left Song Mingming's residence and did not go home. He was standing in front of Gao Han's apartment door. He always thought that Gao Han would ask him to send an instant express.

Gao Han never revealed his identity, so he thought the other party would keep it secret. Unexpectedly, he was given an address and asked to send it to the address.

Click, the door opened.

Su Zhouhe looked up and was about to say hello when he found that the door was open, but it was the door opposite him. He subconsciously glanced at it and his eyes were instantly fixed.

"Are you delivering something to Gao Han?" Zhongli Tingzhou's voice sounded dreamy and ethereal in the empty stairwell.

A man actually wore a baseball cap at home, but that was not the point. In the slightly dim stairwell, the man's presence was like a spotlight shining on him, his presence strong and bright. Under the brim of his hat, his eyes were deep and lazy, and he leaned against the wall coolly, not to mention his face with perfect proportions, which looked like it was truly carved by God himself.

Su Zhouhe didn't hear the word after Gao and thought he was Gao Han's friend. Just as he was about to speak, the door of Gao Han's apartment opened.

"Suzhouhe?"

Su Zhouhe turned his head and was suddenly confronted with an equally handsome face up close. In contrast to Zhongli Tingzhou's laziness, this face seemed even more cold and indifferent, handsome and timeless, and his temperament was even more angular and sharp.

"Are you Mr. Gao?" Su Zhouhe came back to his senses and asked uncertainly.

"Well, come in." Gao Han moved aside.

As Su Zhouhe walked in, Gao Han closed the door without hesitation.

Su Zhouhe couldn't help wanting to look back at the handsome guy who was locked outside the door and ignored by everyone, but he resisted the urge to take out the magic weapon and said, "Mr. Gao, this is Young Master Song's magic weapon."

"Just call me Gao Han, thank you." Gao Han took the magic weapon.

Su Zhouhe saw Gao Han turn around and go about his business after he finished speaking. He looked at the extremely simple apartment, which didn't even have a table for drinking tea, and decisively gave up the idea of ​​staying to get close to him. The truth was that he could already imagine the awkward scene of the two of them facing each other in silence. "The things have been delivered, so I'll leave first."

Gao Han was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that he should entertain the guests. He hadn't entertained outsiders for hundreds of years, so he didn't have the habit of doing so. Out of politeness, he said, "You're leaving so soon? Don't you want to sit for a while?"

"No, I still have things to deal with at the company." Su Zhouhe shook his head. There was only one cup in the whole room. It was obvious that no outsiders had ever come to Gao Han's apartment.

Gao Han didn't force him and walked him to the door.

Su Zhouhe glanced at the door opposite and found that the handsome guy in the baseball cap was gone.

Gao Han sent Su Zhouhe away, then turned around and began to repair Song Mingming's magic weapon.

Although he was confident, he had never repaired this type of magic weapon before. The fact that he could refine the magic weapon itself into a complete formation showed that the weapon master who refined the magic weapon was very powerful.

He once tried to refine a magical weapon that could form its own formation, but failed the first few times. Later on, he gradually succeeded. However, he could only refine lower-level formation weapons. Ultimately, it was because he did not have a deep understanding of formations.

Gao Han took out several scrolls about formations from the Yayoi Ring. He had already understood the contents, but if he wanted to fully understand them, he needed more practice and experience.

Su Zhouhe didn't know that before he came, he had been thinking about the formation device. There were a lot of black ashes on the ground in the room, which were left over from refining the formation device.

Song Mingming also gave three days, but Gao Han felt that it did not take so long. He spent one day in seclusion, not eating or drinking from morning to night, just to understand Song Mingming's formation and make the success rate reach 100%. By then, he had rehearsed it in his mind no less than a thousand times. If he had used A4 paper, the floor would have been covered with draft paper.

Su Zhouhe received another call from Gao Han, his eyes full of disbelief, "Gao Han? Didn't Young Master Song give you three days? You fixed it in just one and a half days?"

Gao Han showed him Song Mingming's magic weapon and said, "This magic weapon is not difficult to use. If it was a high-level magic weapon, I wouldn't be 100% sure about it."

After all, he still didn't have a thorough understanding of the formations. The formations used in higher-level magic weapons were more advanced and complex.

Su Zhouhe slowly swallowed a mouthful of water, thinking that if Master Jin heard this, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood. Gao Han not only did it, but also said it was not difficult.

When he saw the magic weapon that Gao Han handed to him, a hint of disbelief couldn't help but rise in his eyes. He had also seen the original picture, and it really was exactly the same as the original picture. The body of the weapon was obviously a little smaller, and the protruding parts seemed to be smoothed back, including the totem-like mark, which was also extremely clear. The only uncertainty now was the function of the magic weapon.

However, when Su Zhouhe saw Gao Han's calm expression, he felt relieved. How blind must he be if he still couldn't succeed after all these efforts.

"I'll get the magic weapon right away," Su Zhouhe said, then paused. "Gao Han, can I ask you a question?"

"What's the problem?"

"If Young Master Song asks for your contact number or address, should I refuse or tell him?" He felt that with Young Master Song's personality, he would definitely ask this, so he wanted to give him a heads-up.

"Just tell me if he asks." Gao Han said without hesitation.

"But in this case, Yuan Chenlin might target you. He knows that I am the one behind it, so he will definitely be able to find out about you. I don't know what big move he is planning recently. I think he will never give up. Maybe he has already set a trap for us." Su Zhouhe said with some concern.

"If Yuan Chenlin can find me, Song Mingming can do it too." Ever since Gao Han asked Su Zhouhe to come over, he never thought that he could keep his identity secret. He would try to keep it secret from the Tang family for as long as possible.

Su Zhouhe understood and put the magic weapon away carefully.