Laid out on the library's desk was still that worn piece of hide.
And its theft was destined to stir up a storm of blood and violence... Well, since it wasn't Lu Ping'an's burden to bear, it didn't matter to him.
He held the hide in one hand while sipping on freshly delivered milk tea (wolf milk special) and gave a tip to the meticulous "waiter."
"Hey, come and take it."
As he spoke, Lu Ping'an, who was lounging with one leg over the other, even waved his hand.
"...Buzz off, I was taking your country's national literature college entrance examination when you weren't even born."
Big Cat glared back at him irritably but still came over to sit.
She took the hide and began to scrutinize and reference it closely... Passing on such a short task to Lu Ping'an had its limitations even for him in terms of analysis.
