"So that's how it is..."
Old Li thought about Zhong Shenxiu's performance and couldn't help but believe, "In terms of translation's faithfulness, expressiveness, and elegance... the master indeed surpasses us by more than a notch. However, the more one reads such great texts, the more dangerous it becomes."
He gently advised a few words, but seeing Zhong Shenxiu was resolute, finally led him to a bookshelf.
"The tomes here should contain the content the guest desires, but please be very careful."
Old Li warned once more, silently observing from the side.
Moreover, Zhong Shenxiu even sensed some inexplicable power also lurking here, suppressing some of the inherent malevolence contained within secret volumes.
This arrangement was inevitable for Tingchao Pavilion; otherwise, the second floor would have long been a mess of demons running amok.
After all, above this world's texts, there certainly is power inherent!
