The archive room is large, with more than ten ancient wooden shelves placed inside.
Each wooden shelf is divided into four levels, with each level neatly arranged with small scrolls.
What surprised Lu Xuan was that the shelves were labeled with years, from one to fifteen.
"Dear Xuan Envoy!"
There were three other people in the archive room: a middle-aged man in a deep blue Profound Bird uniform and two young people in white Profound Bird uniforms.
Blood Refining Realm!
Lu Xuan's peripheral vision swept past, noticing the middle-aged man with a scholarly air, whose strong vital energy marked him as a martial artist in the Blood Refining Realm.
"Hmm!"
"Xuan, my young friend, this is the person in charge of the archive room, Yellow-level Profound Bird Guard, Anqingyu."
"Xiaoyu, this young friend Xuan is my intimate friend. Later, when he needs to look into something, you all must follow his instructions."
