Chu Ming just stepped in, and an ancient aura came to his face. The first floor was sparsely populated, with only a few martial artists walking around.
"Guest, what do you need?"
A clerk with a smile on his face trotted up to Chu Ming and humbly inquired.
"Do you have books on the translation of ancient texts?"
Chu Ming's gaze swept across the entire first floor and found a medium-sized bookshelf in the southeast corner with some yellowing books on it.
At the same time, he sharply noticed that as soon as he spoke, a few secretive glances swept over him from the first floor.
"Guest, you came to the right place. In all of Rainbow City, our Antiquities Building has the most comprehensive translations."
The clerk smiled, lightly gesturing with his right arm to lead Chu Ming to the southeast corner and pointed proudly at the bookshelf.
"These translations can almost be traced back to the Ancient Era. Tell me which one you fancy, and I'll get it for you."
