Zhang Xiao took the book without a cover, cautiously refraining from opening it right away. Instead, he lowered his head and pretended to be curious.
He secretly activated his Dharma Eye and gave it a quick inspection. It looked perfectly ordinary, with nothing special about it. Then he cautiously checked it again with his spiritual sense.
There seemed to be nothing wrong. The lustrous, jade-like glow in Zhang Xiao's eyes slowly faded. Before it vanished entirely, he stole a quick glance at Glove Lady in front of him.
There was nothing there.
Impressive. Even the Dharma Eye couldn't see her?
Zhang Xiao did want to examine her carefully with his Dharma Eye.
But first, Glove Lady had been helping him all along. Doing something like that would be rather ungrateful.
Second, his beginner-level Dharma Eye really wasn't much good, and such behavior would be tantamount to provocation.
Opening the slim hardcover notebook, Zhang Xiao discovered that he had indeed been overthinking things.
There was very little written inside. The handwriting was graceful, clearly a woman's, and whoever had written it seemed to have been quite young.
That was because sentences like, "The petals drifted slowly down on the wind, floating on the water's surface, just like my feelings, with no idea where they were headed,"
took up a large portion of the pages.
This... couldn't be something the big shot wrote when she was young, could it? A young girl's sorrows?
She wouldn't kill me to silence me after I'd read this, would she?
Zhang Xiao felt that if his own Book of Embarrassment ever leaked, he would probably have to murder everyone who had read it.
Before he could appreciate another couple of lines, the pages suddenly began turning on their own, rustling all the way to the last