Xiang Shaoyun did not want to waste the free month he had at the Book Pavilion. He started hungrily going through the ancient records, including the books that nobody seemed interested in. It seemed like he wanted to read everything there.

Han Chenfei, who had arrived with him, was incomparably gloomy. Each time she wanted to talk with him, she stopped when she saw his serious reading expression. Eventually, she headed toward the second floor. At the very least, reading some books related to battle techniques would be a good use of her time.

Half a month later, she found that Xiang Shaoyun was still on the first floor. She started wondering inwardly, All the books on the first floor are useless, yet...