Cauldron

The lights of the small courtyard shone as if it were during the day.

Chu Li was quietly sitting at the side of the stone table, reading a book. Another stack of books was laid on top of the stone table.

The guest house of King An's Imperial Residence was quite different from the ones in Huay Public House.

The yard was sophisticated and comfortable, but not luxurious. It did not feel overbearingly rich, and the largest difference was the study room. It housed thousands of book collections.

Chu Li had used all of his free time reading all the books in the Yi Public House's Wisdom Tower, yet over half the books found in the guest house were not in the Wisdom Tower.

He acted as if he was an extremely thirsty person who had finally found the sweet spring of water. His heart itched so much that he was unable to hold on to it.