Chen Xuan then took out the book from his bosom.
"What source"!
The four characters, only the last one was still legible.
Half an hour later.
Chen Xuan closed the book in his hand and rubbed his sore brows.
A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Originally, he thought he knew quite a few ancient characters, but now he realized he had overestimated himself.
With the characters he knew now, he couldn't read this book at all.
"It seems I'm just not cut out for studying."
Chen Xuan mocked himself.
But he could take it back to Pengyou and Xian Si, they might be interested.
Giving up the idea of continued research, he then leaned on the chair and slowly closed his eyes.
....
The next morning.
The morning sun shone on Chen Xuan's face through the window.
His brows furrowed slightly, and he instinctively reached out to shield his eyes.
After a long while, he finally opened his eyes.
He then got up, moved his stiff body, 'crack crack...'
