In the gloomy hall.
Bone Throne.
The mysterious man with the dark gold mask played with the token that was handed to her.
Zhao Ge knelt on the stone steps outside the hall, prostrating himself, not daring to raise his head.
"Where are the books?" A voice came from the hall.
Zhao Ge hurriedly raised his hands and handed the book into the hall.
There seemed to be a strange power in the hall. A strange shadow held a book and walked in.
The mysterious man stretched out his arm, took the book, and casually flipped through a few pages.
When she flipped to the first page, she didn't care at all.
When she flipped to the second page, she subconsciously straightened her body slightly.
When she reached the third page, she could not help but speed up…
The fourth page…
The fifth page…
The sixth page…
She could no longer stop.
