The size of the paper was slightly different from the standard size of papers from Lin Sanjiu’s world. Other than that, there wasn’t anything extraordinary about the blue piece of paper that Montesquieu was holding.
Lin Sanjiu was puzzled as she took the letter from Montesquieu. She kept her saber and unfolded the paper. The good thing about dealing with these sages was that she wouldn't have to worry that they would launch a sneak attack even if her relationship with them was ambiguous.
While she unfolded the paper and read the words, Montesquieu and Aristotle crossed their two pairs of arms and waited for her silently. Their temperaments were as calm as a pool of deep water.
After some time, Lin Sanjiu suddenly gripped the paper in her hands tightly and steadied her breathing. It took some effort to calm herself down before she storing the letter. Then, she looked at the sages.
