Only a few simple words were written on it: Modern History of Martial Arts.
The book was printed, showing it was put together by people who came later.
The book was thin, just a few dozen pages.
Compared to the other three books, this one looked pretty slim.
"Seems like martial arts history really has been rough lately." I couldn't help shaking my head.
Not wanting to waste more time, I opened the first page.
The author's name caught my eye first.
The author was named Piedmont, and that's all the info they gave.
I found a corner to sit down with the book and started reading carefully.
The book wasn't big, but it covered everything in detail.
Every event—big or small—from two hundred years ago up to twenty years ago was written down without missing anything.
I spent three whole hours reading but still couldn't find anything about my father.
"That's weird," I frowned.
