Time passed bit by bit. The Old Devils split into two groups. One group continuously received information, then wrote it all on a huge sheet of paper hanging on the study wall.
The other group consisted of Yan Nan and Chen Gu, who constantly compiled all the information they obtained.
This work had originally belonged to Yan Nan and Feng Du, but after Feng Du happened to read a while of Jun Lin's autobiography out of curiosity, he actually became completely absorbed in it and said to Yan Nan, "You handle it..."
Then he actually went off to read.
Unlike the others, who flipped through a page at a glance while only searching for useful information, he was genuinely reading with great seriousness and relish. Every now and then, he even let out a foolish chuckle.
Yan Nan was furious enough for smoke to pour from all seven orifices. Her angry eyes nearly bulged out, but there was nothing she could do. She could only have Chen Gu fill in for him.
They erased the repetitions and set aside rumors that were obviously untrue.
This work could not be handed down to the people below.
The legends accumulated over so many years were certainly numerous, but no one showed the slightest impatience. Everyone opened their divine senses fully and worked quickly and efficiently.
At dawn.
After a night of hard work, Yan Nan looked even more radiant.
Her gaze was bright.
"Third Brother!"
Yan Nan slapped the third volume of Jun Lin's autobiography out of Feng Du's hands. "Calm down for now and discuss this with us... You can read the book whenever you want once it's finished. Why are you in such a hurry?"
Feng Du reluctantly reached out and snatched it back. After scanning it with his divine