In the Academy Library, Liang Qu picked and chose among the books spines.
He placed his hand on one, pulled it out and flipped through two pages before putting it back, unable to make a decision for a while.
"Are you very interested in Buddhist texts?"
Liang Qu turned around, "Mountain Chief? When did you get here?"
Standing behind him was an elderly man with white hair, none other than Zhao Ji, the Mountain Chief of Shanghu Academy.
Thanks to the Mountain Chief, Liang Qu's affair with the Pinyin method was able to be reported so quickly; otherwise, given the vastness of Dashun's territory, a visit back and forth without hurry could take more than half a year without any news.
"I've been here for a while, looking at you choosing without much resolution," Zhao Ji stepped forward, standing beside Liang Qu, and picked out a scripture to browse through, "Why did you suddenly think to look at Buddhist texts?"
