"Rest early. We still need to enter the Emperor's Pool tomorrow. It's no ordinary place. You should comprehend it carefully, perhaps you may gain something," Su Chen waved his hand and said.
"Yes, Master!" Long Wu bowed and left.
...
At the same time, in a small courtyard of the Wang family, the dilapidated yard's lights flickered. A pale-faced young man sat cross-legged on the couch, with a look of struggle in the depths of his eyes. This person was none other than Wang Kun, who had just returned from the main hall.
"Supreme Emperor's Scripture..." he muttered.
He had been thinking for nearly two hours but still had not made up his mind. Back in the main hall, he had already decided to cultivate it. However, at the critical moment, he hesitated again.
