Inside the library.
Ye Bei left the seat. He put his hands on his back and stood in front of one of the huge French windows.
His white figure, even in complete darkness, still revealed extraordinariness.
Those deep eyes directly penetrated layers of clouds and layers of obstacles and was quietly observing the vast and endless starry sky.
Wang An was bending over slightly and standing behind Ye Bei respectfully.
After being busy for five consecutive days, the wrinkles on his face had increased a lot.
Although there was a tiredness in his eyes, his mental state was still very good.
Ye Bei used a method to increase Wang An's lifespan, and it seemed that it would not be exhausted soon.
The library was unusually quiet.
