Because of that dream, Xiao Fuyan didn't continue to sleep in the middle of the night. Cloaked in a robe, he sat behind his bookcase, with a candlestick at his hand, the flame of which was faintly blown by the wind pouring in through the cracks in the window.

Even if he was holding a book in his hand, Xiao Fuyan's mind was not on the book at all.

—An old man sold it to me, and he said that he was amazed at my bones, and that it was suitable for learning martial arts......

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