A rescue? A heist? An assassination?

Hearing the Blue-robed Youth’s words, the Black-robed Child’s eyes flickered.

The Blue-robed Youth glanced at him and said,

"The first matter is rather important. I’ll need you, Hei Sanlang, to put in some effort."

"To be of service to you, Young Master, is a blessing I’ve cultivated for several lifetimes!" the Black-robed Child immediately said with the utmost respect.

The Blue-robed Youth returned to his lazy demeanor and said nonchalantly, "However, there’s no rush for any of these three things."

"It wasn’t easy for me to get out this time. With no one to restrain me, I’m happy to enjoy the peace and quiet!"

"You, Hei Sanlang, have been in the Great Xia Imperial City for many years."

"Do you know of any places suitable for my amusement?"

Upon hearing this, the Black-robed Child’s face lit up with delight.

"Young Master, you’ve come to the right person!"

He puffed out his chest and hurriedly said, "I consider myself quite the expert when it comes to having fun!"

"In this Great Xia Imperial City, the best places for fun have to be the brothels!"

"Although the higher-ups of the Great Xia Dynasty conducted a major sweep of the brothels in the Imperial City because of that business with Xiao Qingluan of the Soul-devouring Demon Sect,"

"there are still a few top-tier establishments that weren’t affected!"

"Today, I’ll take you there to have some fun, Young Master!"

The Black-robed Child spoke with vivid enthusiasm.

Listening from the side, the Blue-robed Youth’s face lit up, his eyes practically glowing!

...

’Oh, right! Since I’m out, I might as well buy some books to take back.’

Su Bai thought to himself as he walked down the bustling street, munching on a flatbread.

During breakfast hours, Martial Artists of the Prison Suppression Bureau stationed in the prison were generally not allowed to go out.

However, with Su Bai’s current strength, slipping out was a piece of cake.

As long as he wasn’t discovered, there usually wouldn’t be any major problems.

It was just like skipping class in his past life’s university.

After all, slacking off is just human nature!

Su Bai looked around, strolling freely down the bustling street.

A short while later, he looked up.

A golden sign came into view.

Su Bai froze for a moment.

Daoist Study!

’Damn, what an impressive name for a study!’

"A fine name!"

Su Bai remarked with a sigh, looking at the three-story study before him.

Then, the faint, alluring scent of books drifted out from within.

But before the sound of his voice had even faded, a deep voice called out from inside.

"You have a good eye, little brother!"

"I’ve had this Daoist Study open for many years, but very few people can truly appreciate the name!"

Su Bai looked up.

He saw a middle-aged man with a white beard, wearing the long robes of the Confucian Dao and a scholar’s longsword at his waist, looking at him with a solemn expression.

"The Mortal Realm is mundane! The Great Dao is formless!"

"The Dao is hidden within heaven and earth, yet it also returns to the mortal dust!"

"I established the Daoist Study in this bustling marketplace in the hopes that the common people might quiet their hearts, earnestly study poetry and scriptures, and seek the Great Dao deep within their souls, to find a sanctuary for the spirit..."

The middle-aged man, the owner of the study, explained this to Su Bai in a long, flowing speech.

Su Bai was completely stunned by his speech!

He didn’t understand a word, but he was deeply impressed!

Only after finishing did the middle-aged bookstore owner chuckle and ask, "So? How about it, little brother? Care to come in and browse?"

"My study has poetry, illustrated books, storybooks, classical commentaries, novels..."

"Whatever you can think of, my study has it all!"

The bookstore owner glanced at Su Bai with a smile, then said with a hint of deeper meaning,

"Even those little picture books that lads your age, brimming with Blood Qi, love to look at... I have plenty of those here..."

As he spoke, the corners of the bookstore owner’s mouth curled into a slight smile.

It was a very meaningful smile!

Su Bai’s expression immediately turned serious. He said earnestly, "Sir! Don’t misunderstand!"

"I am a respectable person!"

"Those ’little picture books’ you just mentioned!"

"Hurry up and bring them out! Let me have a close look!"

"And let’s be clear, I don’t want any of the cheap stuff!"

"Don’t you worry about that! We don’t have cheap goods here, only premium-quality items!"

The sanctimonious-looking bookstore owner took out a few books and began to introduce them to Su Bai effusively.

"*Monk Lian Deng*, *Queen of Flower Moon*, *Hundred Flowers Treasure Mirror*, and so on... These are all my best-selling, premium-quality items!"

Su Bai’s eyes widened. He looked through them one by one, feeling almost overwhelmed.

He was mostly just curious; it wasn’t as if he was genuinely that interested in this sort of thing.

A moment later, the bookstore owner—whether by accident or on purpose—

dropped a thick, illustrated album!

Su Bai glanced over and his expression changed in shock!

*Dragon Cloud General Fighting Seven Demons Lossless Version*!

"You even dare to sell this?"

’Does this bookstore owner have a death wish?’

The Dragon Cloud General was a famous general in the history of the Great Xia Dynasty who had rendered immense service by expanding its territory!

Any act that slandered such a renowned general was a violation of the Great Xia Law!

If the Government Office found out, the lightest punishment was imprisonment; the heaviest was beheading!

Not to mention, it was for such a depraved purpose.

The bookstore owner also realized the gravity of the situation. He immediately snatched up the album and quickly hid it in his sleeve!

"It’s all a misunderstanding! We confiscated this album and were preparing to destroy it!"

Then, without a change in expression, he handed several of the premium-quality books to Su Bai.

"Little brother, let’s be friends. Just pretend you didn’t see anything..."

Su Bai reluctantly accepted the premium-quality books.

Seeing the owner’s sincere attitude in admitting his mistake,

he nodded and said, "Alright, I’ll pretend I didn’t see anything."

"Thank you! Thank you!"

The bookstore owner cupped his hands in thanks repeatedly.

After that, he stopped recommending any more "premium-quality items" to Su Bai and started showing him some proper books.

The bookstore owner might have seemed shady, but he was right about one thing!

His study really did have a massive collection of books!

After Su Bai expressed his desire to buy some novels,

the bookstore owner immediately led him into a back room, pointed to a row of neatly arranged bookshelves, and said, "These are all novels and illustrated storybooks. Take your time choosing, little brother!"

With that, he hurried away.

It seemed he was off to deal with the album he had just dropped!

Su Bai paid him no mind and began to browse.

He casually pulled one out. The title written on it was...

*Great Xia Divine General’s Chronicles*!

The book recorded the stories of many famous generals from Great Xia’s history!

Su Bai skimmed through it and found the stories to be very cliché, so he decided not to buy it.

Then, Su Bai continued browsing.

*Palace Secrets*!

A book of strange tales recording ancient legends. It was decent.

*Heavenly Fox Demon King*!

’Not this one. Jiang Guanshui already has the bloodline of a Celestial Fox. If I read this kind of book, I’ll get too invested. What if I get so into it I can’t pull myself out?’

’If she insists on becoming some Demon King, that’ll be a real headache!’

*Bai Gu Saint Venerable*!

’A fabricated myth. Readable.’

Just like that, Su Bai rummaged around and found a dozen or so pretty good books with interesting and popular stories.

Suddenly, in a corner of the bookshelf, Su Bai spotted a dust-covered book.

He took a closer look.

Written on it were the words—*King Bohai’s Chronicles*!