After Zhang Chunqiu regained awareness of his past life, he rested for a few days before he completely mastered the new body.
Zhang Buku arranged a separate residence for him, lavishly decorated with an ancient charm, resembling the chambers of mortal cultivators.
Zhang Chunqiu sat at the table, holding a book in his hand. This book was none other than Gu An's "The Investiture of the Gods." As he looked at it, he reminisced about the past, a subtle smile on his face.
Bang——
The door was pushed open, and Zhang Buku stepped in, walking straight to the table. He noticed the book in Zhang Chunqiu's hand and couldn't help but ask, "With so many books, why do you prefer this one?"
The room housed two rows of bookshelves, all collected by Zhang Buku over the years, for today, for his father to remember the past.
