Quickly stepping into the mansion, Zhang Rongfang soon found a hall resembling a command center of the White Ten Sect in a courtyard showing the most signs of use.
Stacks of documents and books were piled on the built-in shelves against the walls.
Around them, various styles of Western armor were displayed. Clearly, the controller here was someone with a great love for armor.
Zhang Rongfang walked to the only large wooden table in the hall and picked up a document from it, flipping through it a few times.
'What is it?' Bai Lin asked curiously. She couldn't understand the foreign language.
'An action guideline, similar to a divine oracle, supposedly content transmitted from deities and Buddhas.' Zhang Rongfang frowned slightly. This was encrypted text, and it wasn't the kind he had learned.
He could only infer the general meaning from the annotations and additional notes inside.
He could somewhat understand the annotations written in West Yi language.
