“I can’t understand one thing; I’m thinking of asking Master Sun for his advice.” Shi Mu hesitated for a moment. Then, he clasped his hands across his chest and spoke.
“If you have a question… then ask quickly,” the old man rolled his eyes as he said.
“I saw a number of magic arts in the General Library. In fact, the number of magic arts stored in the General Library was far higher than what we have here. I wonder what might be the difference between them,” Shi Mu asked; he didn’t seem to care about the strange disposition of the old man Sun An.