"What!?"
Ma Buting's face suddenly changed upon hearing the words.
...
Fifth floor, library.
As soon as he entered, Zhang Fan caught a whiff of the scent of books, like incense wafting, akin to medicinal aromas that invigorate, bringing an indescribable comfort and joy.
"The Daoist Scriptures here are all ancient secret manuscripts, you can browse them at your leisure," Sui Chunsheng introduced.
"I still have work, take your time reading."
"You go ahead, thanks."
Zhang Fan nodded, watched as Sui Chunsheng left, then turned and immersed himself into the ocean of knowledge.
It must be said, the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance's collection of books is so rich that it lets one glimpse the predecessors' aspiration to seek Dao up in the heavens, their wisdom taking them from the extraordinary to the saintly, their compassion for the world, and their kindness in paving the way for future generations.
