Yi He spent most of the day in his study.
Aside from eating and using the privy, he went nowhere else.
Only late into the night did Yi He return to his room to rest.
Golden Blade took this opportunity to slip into Yi He's study with ease.
The servants who attended Yi He in this residence were all ordinary people. Not one was a cultivator, so naturally, none could detect Golden Blade's presence.
The study was dim, lit only by moonlight filtering through the paper-covered window.
Golden Blade quickly approached the desk.
Two books lay on it.
These were the two books Yi He had been reading all day.
One was very thick, titled "Voice of Antiquity."
Golden Blade picked it up and leafed through it, discovering that it recorded all sorts of ancient languages and scripts.
According to Jin Xiao, Yi He's public identity was that of a renowned scholar of ancient languages, so there was nothing strange about him reading this book.
Suppose the Golden Lion King hadn't seen through Yi He's identity at all and merely regarded him as a learned man.
And Yi He's expertise lay in ancient languages, which was also what the Golden Lion King valued about him... did that mean he had some writing he needed Yi He to translate...?
Several conjectures flashed through Golden Blade's mind.
Judging by Jin Xiao's orders to keep watch on Yi He, whatever needed translating must have been very important.
He looked at the other book.
This book consisted mostly of illegible scrawls, along with numerous doodles. Its contents were disjointed, too. It was probably Yi He's personal manuscript.
Golden Blade was quite interested in this book and began reading it.
Yi He had left it here precisely because he wanted Golden Blade to see it,