Grass Hall, Hall of Ancient Records.
Ai Hui was busily browsing through the collections. Many guests had come forth in an endless stream upon receiving news about Mingxiu’s embroidery master attainment. Ai Hui happily withdrew himself to the backyard to continue his search.
Just when he thought he was going to go home empty-handed, his eyes lit up. The handwriting on the notebook he was holding was careless and almost illegible, but his eyes widened in fear of missing a single word nevertheless.
When he had almost finished flipping through this stack of the collection, Ai Hui finally found the notebook that the old man had been talking about. The old man correctly remembered the author’s name. The notebook indeed belonged to someone with the surname Xiao, but the only difference was that these notebook were actually a compilation of different records.
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