"Squeak."

The doorway rotated with a subtle, tooth-wrenching sound, and the old wooden door of the study was pushed open a foot's wide, no more, no less, just enough for one person to enter sideways.

Li Fengyan walked into the study lightly, his expression was a little strange, like a naughty boy who had been caught stealing food by his own parents, and before he took two steps, he suddenly showed a bitter and hateful face.

What should come is always coming, and the young scholar reluctantly came to the low couch.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar was neatly dressed, sat upright, and looked at Li Fengyan quietly.

One piece in the study

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