"To the Hall of Ten Thousand Books!"
Ding Yi's expression turned bitter again. He thought about the books in the Hall of Ten Thousand Books. He did not recognize a single one of them. It was as ugly as it could get.
He spent the entire afternoon in the Hall of Ten Thousand Books.
This time, he increased his speed and wrote five chapters. He was still three chapters away from completing the second part. He returned to the Scholar Hall and handed the five chapters to Zhao Bai and the others. Just as he was about to leave, a Phoenix Guard came over. It was none other than Shi Xueyuan. She wore a phoenix robe with black as the base. There was a golden phoenix embroidered on her chest and a golden cloak draped over her shoulders.
"Go back first," Zhang Ronghua ordered."
Ding Yi nodded and left with Jin Yaoguang and the other two.
They were the only ones left in the hall.
"What's the matter?" asked Zhang Ronghua.
