"Who are you?"
Watching the blond-haired man walk alone toward the Library Pavilion, his entire body giving off a chilling cold that made one's heart palpitate, the guards responsible for watching the Library Pavilion felt their hearts tighten. At the same time, they stopped Dai Yao and asked cautiously.
Dai Yao did not say much. He merely swept a faint glance over the guards. Although his reason was constantly being battered by Killing Intent, he was still a normal person and would not blame a few guards.
From the ring Bibi Dong had given him, he took out a token. He activated his Soul Power, and a surging pressure was immediately released from within the token.
When the guards saw that token, their pupils instantly shrank. The guard captain cried out in shock:
"Pope Token!"
This token was Bibi Dong's current Pope Token, as if she herself had come in person. Everyone immediately dropped to one knee, and the guard captain said respectfully:
"Sir, please enter. You must be the person Her Holiness the Pope told us would come to the Library Pavilion. The curator has been waiting for you for a long time."
"Oh? Curator?"
Dai Yao was somewhat puzzled.
"The curator is the true guardian of the Library Pavilion. Knowing the locations of the millions of volumes stored here like the back of their hand is a required lesson for every curator. Whatever ancient texts you want, the curator can find them for you."
The guard captain explained.
Dai Yao understood. Suppressing the Killing Intent, he said with some discomfort, "In that case, take me to meet this curator."
Led by the guard captain, Dai Yao slowly walked into the Library Pavilion, whose decorations could not be called particularly magnificent, but which was permeated with the fragrance of