After hearing Bai Weiwei's words, Lin Fan and Lin Qianxiao also furrowed their brows!
If these fonts are really inexplicable, then this "sheepskin manuscript" might as well be useless!
"Shall we ask the Sect Leader? He definitely knows!" Lin Qianxiao suddenly suggested.
Lin Fan pondered for a moment. Since the old man knows what this "sheepskin manuscript" is, he surely understands it!
Thus, Lin Fan took out his phone and dialed the old man's number!
Beep beep beep~
After three dial tones, the old man's lazy voice came through: "Kid, get to the point, don't waste my sleep!"
"Old man, it's already noon, why are you sleeping?" Lin Fan retorted irritably.
"I sleep whenever I want, are you daring to question me?" the old man said indifferently, followed by some yawns.
"Alright, I'm calling you today not to bicker, I've already obtained the 'sheepskin manuscript'." Lin Fan said.
