Chapter 46 Changed

To prove himself, Old Man Bai took Zheng Fa and another into a separate room.

This room's door was closed all year round, and Zheng Fa had never been inside before.

It wasn't a large room, about ten square meters, and against the wall was a row of tall bookshelves with books placed very chaotically. On the floor and the chairs were also several books that were open halfway.

One could tell at a glance that this messy study belonged to the slovenly old man.

The only thing different was the desk by the window corner. Aside from a stack of thick paper and a pen holder full of pens, there was nothing else on it.

Most peculiar was that this stack of draft paper was piled neatly, looking like a block of tofu cut very smoothly.

"Is this your new book?" Tang Lingwu also noticed the pile of peculiar drafts.

Old Man Bai became modest: "It's just an idea of mine, been writing it for several years."