"Thank you."
Chen Xiyuan: "But how did you think so deeply about this? Previously when I thought it over, everything seemed so logical."
Li Zhiyuan: "Your days are too comfortable, and your Jiang is navigated too smoothly."
Chen Xiyuan: "So what's the purpose of weaving such lies?"
At this moment, Yu Dibei returned. He actually called his Uncle Ma, who was a pack horse.
Chen Xiyuan unsealed the Domain.
"Here!"
Two burlap sacks of books were unloaded by Yu Dibei and placed on the ground.
Li Zhiyuan: "You can list some books you're interested in; I can transcribe them for you to read."
"No, no need."
"I don't like to owe favors."
Chen Xiyuan: "You go ahead and write, no need to be polite."
"So, it's up to you, anything is fine, I'm not picky."
Yu Dibei ran away as if escaping, with Uncle Ma following behind, unable to keep up.
