Half a month later.
The sky had just begun to brighten.
The main gate outside the courtyard was already being knocked.
"Please come in."
Lin Yuan said casually.
He had already risen from bed, was dressed in loose pajamas, and sat on a rocking chair reading...
During this time, self-cultivation had allowed his cultivation base to grow slightly.
Lin Yuan's greatest gain was probably from these books which gave him a considerable understanding of the development of the Sheng Dynasty and its current state.
Things like place names, customs, and so on...
When compared and verified with the previous accounts from Ming Liya, his gains were substantial.
The room's door opened.
But this time, the visitor was not Lin Liz, but a strange woman.
She appeared to be of an age between that of Lin Liz and Ming Liya, with fair skin and smooth hair that fell over her shoulders, simply tied at the ends with a red butterfly knot.
