"What is this? A study room?"
The incoming scent of ink suddenly stirred an appetite.
It wasn't that Jiang Feng was starving or had some peculiar craving. The higher the quality of the ink, the richer and more aromatic it was. Looking inside the room, the youth instantly forgot his exhaustion, so surprised he was momentarily lost for words.
For within the room was nothing but a desk and piles of books in every corner. Not just that, the four walls nearly had all sorts of paintings hanging.
Men and women, old and young, a closer look would reveal that these paintings were nailed at specific fixed spots. Stepping back, he realized that the entire wall was a massive map!
"This is..."
His eyes were trembling.
He noticed at the bottom right corner of the map a face he had never met, yet felt incredibly familiar with.
His Adam's apple bobbed as he recognized who it was.
Thump thump!
His heart gave a fierce pound, and the youth even felt a piercing pain in his heart chambers...
