Upstairs, second floor.
The moment the two of them entered, a subtle feeling surged over them.
The entire second floor was actually a place resembling the Library Pavilion.
Meng Yutong's steps paused, and interest immediately sparked in her. Everyone said Lin Zhique was a loafer, yet who would have thought he had collected quite a few books.
Judging by the scale, there were at least five or six thousand volumes.
A book collection was extremely important to a great cultivation clan. Copying them was time-consuming and exhausting, not to mention mistakes could easily creep in.
"Master, let's go upstairs... there are little rooms upstairs!"
"(｀?′) Rebel Disciple, can your head stop thinking only about that kind of thing? It's not even dark yet!" Meng Yutong was a little angered by his improper manner.
Lin Heng rubbed his nose in slight embarrassment and said, "Master, isn't it just that I haven't tasted this bite of yours in too long? I'm terribly hungry for it!"
"Shut up. This is the Old Lin Family's territory, so you'd better behave properly! If you call me little aunt in front of others, I'll beat you!" Meng Yutong raised her bright, gleaming fist and threatened him.
"Got it, little aunt!"
"Hiss... you Rebel Disciple..."
"Σ(????)? Eh~ Master, there's no one around right now. I can call you that when no one's here, right?"
"Is it that fun?"
"Whether it's fun or not is hard to say. The key is that it's thrilling... hehe!"
The corners of Meng Yutong's mouth twitched. Thinking it over carefully, it really was a little thrilling, a kind of illicit, stealing sensation that went against virtue.
Forget it, forget it. She would ignore this Show-off.
Otherwise, in a moment, he would push an inch and take a foot again!
Meng Yutong withdrew