As he walked, he realized that the path they were taking was a little off.
"Old Wu, if I am not wrong, this doesn't look like the path toward where the books are placed." Lin Fan asked curiously.
He had left for two months, and if his memory served him well, he should have gone right instead of left.
Old Wu smiled, "Young Master, that place is where the normal ones are. How can Old Master's treasures be placed there?"
"Oh." Lin Fan nodded his head. He felt like it was quite mysterious as he had never heard his father say it to him before.
Was it because he was too useless?
Not possible.
Father loved him so much, it definitely wouldn't be because he was weak. Then, it should have been because he had grown up and he was passing them over to him.
Just thinking about it led him to convince himself about it.
