After an unknown amount of time, it finally became gradually brighter. At the top, there was only a huge room, very spacious, with a round sky and flat ground, resembling a dome, filled with strange instruments and stacks of books.
It was also made of the same color of stone, but the ceiling was very high, very clean, which made the white robe below appear even thinner and smaller.
But he was actually quite tall, with a sturdy frame. When he turned his head, he looked very broad: "We meet again, do come in."
Pei Ye saluted, "The Bright Moon's Thorn case has been concluded, and I came to report."
"Hmm, I received the report this morning, have you written the closing document?" Li Jian extended his hand.
Pei Ye handed it over.
Li Jian looked down, the young man had written it extremely concisely, making it almost unbelievable that the conclusion of such a complex case, involved so many people, and was suspended for twenty years, could be summarized in such few words.
