Downstairs, Wen Yan rested for a bit, felt it was about time, and, as expected, still couldn't find the gray cloth. He searched all over and didn't find it, so he gave up.
Forget it, twelve hours is twelve hours—maybe leaving some things unfinished is best.
The sky got dark, but he felt even more energetic. With this messed up schedule, he figured he'd never be able to fix it again.
Since he had nothing else to do, he continued scrolling through what the director had posted today.
Scholar Tu had written quite a lot today, talking about his first time venturing out—how he couldn't resist stepping into the tomb raiding game for the very first time.
