Outside the Scrolls Room, Xiao Yi walked in slowly.
Beneath the mask, his heavy expression seemed somewhat uneasy.
Inside the Scrolls Room, heaps of intelligence dossiers were stacked like mountains.
Of course, each one was enveloped in a barrier, only accessible with sufficient authorization.
Xiao Yi held the title of Chief Steward, and in this Scrolls Room, he could open nearly eighty percent of the intelligence dossiers.
With a look of anticipation, Xiao Yi began to take out dossier after dossier.
"Nothing."
"Nothing."
"Nothing..."
Xiao Yi skimmed through rapidly, and within a few hours, he had perused most of the dossiers here.
Xiao Yi paused, then gritted his teeth and continued to flip through them.
More than an hour later.
Xiao Yi stood there in a daze.
He slowly put down a dossier in his hand, which was the last dossier.
"Nothing, again nothing, ha." Xiao Yi suddenly laughed.
However, the laugh was somewhat sad and complex.
