"If there's anything you don't understand, just ask Lu Yi. He's an excellent math major, but he wasn't bad at humanities either. Just that he leaned more towards math."
"Alright," said Yan Huan, turning another page over without absorbing anything.
Finally. Carrying the wooden box, Lu Jin left with such haste that he didn't even drink a glass of water. He could only sleep at ease with the pleasant smell of old paper and the assuring sight of his treasure.
When Lu Jin was gone, Lu Yi turned back.
"Do you need help with any part of the book, Miss Yan?"
"Every part," said Yan Huan. Still, it wasn't difficult for her to put a show of reading.
"Is that so?" said Lu Yi mysteriously.
Yan Huan leaned back and buried her face in the book. In the dimness, she saw a strange word. Wait, this… Could it be…
