Seeing Qiuling run off in excitement, Feng Wu grinned.
Things would only get better from now on.
For everyone was making progress.
The cold night air cleared Feng Wu's head a little, so she went back to the table and picked up the thirty-first book.
Feng Wu was currently reading books on the astronomical calendar; they were obscure, dry as dust, and difficult to comprehend.
But what could be more obscure and drier than formation theories? If that hadn't stopped her, this was nothing.
Feng Wu went on reading as she told herself this in her head.
Feng Wu memorized all 60 books in a single night and was able to bring everything together and understand them thoroughly.
Chaoge, on the other hand, was still sleeping.
Feng Wu rubbed her forehead. It seemed she really needed to figure out a way for the girl.
The following day.
Feng Wu and Chaoge jumped over the wall and landed in the manor next door.
"Miss Wu —"
