C1519 Just Write It down

At that moment, Wang Tiandao picked up the compass and aimed it directly at Cheng Wangshi's tombstone. The needle spun around for what seemed like forever, never settling.

Wen Yu and Yijing stood on either side, eyes fixed on the compass.

After a long pause, Wen Yu asked suspiciously, "How long has it been since you last used this thing?"

Yijing squeezed his eyes shut