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Seeing this scene, everyone on the scene couldn't help but be stunned.

But ahead of the crowd.

Modu was the first to react. His expression suddenly changed, and he quickly pulled out a short black steel stick from his belt.

Immediately afterwards, magic energy surged rapidly in his palms. He exerted force with both hands, and the palm holding the metal short stick flashed with a burst of golden light. He instantly stretched the short stick to more than one meter in length. At the same time, he slightly bent his right leg and took a step back. And suddenly raised his left arm in front of him.

Holding a fist in one hand and a magic stick in the other, he immediately assumed a posture of being ready to fight.

His tightly focused eyes were fixed on Rosen, who was suspended dozens of centimeters above the ground, looking at himself and the apprentices behind him.

Feeling the unfamiliar aura on Rosen's body that he had never felt before, Mo Du's face was extremely serious, and his eyes were full of vigilance.

And the next second he assumed this posture.

The forty or fifty apprentices behind him also came to their senses, clenched their arms with fists in front of them, and adopted the same fighting posture.

Even though Rosen's power was not revealed at all, Modu and the disciples still felt the overwhelming pressure.

Taking a deep breath, Modu was sweating. He raised his head to meet Rosen's gaze and asked loudly:

"who are you?"

“Why did you break into Kamal Taj for no reason?”

"You don't have to be nervous."

Shaking his head and smiling, Rosen dropped his bare feet to the ground, took two steps forward, and said, "I am not your enemy. My name is Rosen, and I am here to see Ancient Yi."

"Your Excellency, please stop!"

Seeing Rosen approaching, Modu quickly shouted to stop.

After listening to what he said next, Modu frowned slightly and murmured: "Ancient One? Are you here to see the Supreme Being?"

"That's right!"

Rosen nodded.

"Your Excellency, please wait where you are."

Although the pressure continued, Modu did not feel any hostility from Rosen's kind behavior. After thinking for a while, he changed his tone and said, "Allow me to report..."

"no need!"

However, before he could finish his sentence, a voice familiar to everyone came, accompanied by a "squeak" sound as the door opened.

Hear this voice.

Everyone present, including Rosen, all turned their attention to where the sound came from.

Wearing a bright yellow robe, Gu Yi was seen slowly walking out of an attic next to the square, holding a bone fan, and came to the front of Modu and a group of apprentices.

"Sir..."

"Modo, relax."

Seeing Modu leaning next to him and trying to ask, Gu Yi pursed his lips and smiled, and said calmly: "Mr. Rosen is a distinguished guest invited by me."

After receiving Gu Yi's explanation, Modu and the other apprentices quickly lowered their guard.

"All right."

Looking at Mo Du, Gu Yi shook the bone fan in his hand and said, "Since everything is fine, you can continue practicing. Mo Du, remember to pay attention to your teaching methods. You are a little too strict."

"Yes, my lord."

Holding his fists and bowing slightly, Modu responded.

Immediately, he pressed his hands to return the short stick in his hand to its normal state, turned sideways to greet Rosen, and then called the apprentice behind him to return to his original position.

After looking at them for the last time, Gu Yi straightened his head and faced Rosen, with that indifferent smile on his lips, and said softly:

"Mr. Rosen, I thought you would be a few days late before coming."

"Probably everything went smoothly, so I came early."

Rosen's eyes were burning and he said jokingly: "But your disciples didn't seem to welcome me very much just now."

"Don't worry about the little things."

Knowing that Rosen had seen through his little idea of ​​using him to train his disciples' ability to withstand pressure, Gu's face stiffened slightly and he felt a little embarrassed.

but.

Within a second, she immediately adjusted and said, "Mr. Rosen, your current condition seems to be much better than before. It seems that the resurrection of your parents has indeed brought a lot of changes to you."

"Rootless duckweed will naturally be a little extreme."

Rosen didn't find anything strange about his previous state, and said truthfully: "Now that I have regained hope and successfully realized it, changes are inevitable."

"So, I made the right choice when I rushed to negotiate with you."

After saying this, Gu Yi stopped commenting on Rosen's affairs. Instead, he looked at his expression and said:

"Okay, let's not talk about that."

"It seems to me, Mr. Rosen, that you can't wait to browse my collection of books."

"Come with me."

After the words fell, Gu Yi turned around and waved, then walked directly back to the attic where she came out just now.

Rosen didn't say much and followed her footsteps into the attic in front.

After walking out of the attic, the two walked forward one after another. After passing through a long corridor, they came to a palace and finally stopped in front of a side hall with a simple bronze door.

As soon as he took a step, Gu Yi immediately raised his hand and gently waved the bone fan in his hand.

Immediately.

Following a dull friction sound, the ancient bronze door slowly opened.

Rosen was shown the inside view.

When the door was enlarged enough to accommodate a few people, Gu Yi turned around and reached forward, walking in side by side with Rosen.

The two of them had just entered the door and hadn't gone far when Rosen saw a fat man with a Chinese face standing up from behind a desk in the distance and hurried forward to greet them.

"Your Honor."

The fat Chinese man first nodded to Gu Yi.

Immediately, he shook his head and looked up and down at Rosen very curiously, and asked doubtfully: "Who is this?"

"His name is Rosen, and he is my guest." Gu Yi briefly introduced.

"Hello, Mr. Rosen."

Smiling and nodding to Rosen, the fat Chinese man turned his gaze back and asked, "Sir, are you here to get some books from the collection?"

"No."

Gu Yi shook his head and said, "I brought Mr. Rosen here to read a book."

"From now on, he will stay directly in the library for reading. Wang, just make sure not to disturb him during this period."

"Read it directly here?"

Hearing this, Wang couldn't help but be stunned, and then asked: "Are all the books in the collection allowed to be read by Mr. Rosen?"

"Yes, all!"

Gu Yi nodded in response.

Seeing this, Wang did not respond immediately, but frowned slightly and said with a worried look:

"Sir, I'm afraid this is not..."

"rest assured."

"I have my plans."

Before he could say a few words, Gu Yi raised his bone fan to interrupt him and gave him a reassuring look.

"Ok."

Without questioning anything, Wang nodded slightly.

Then, he turned to look at Rosen and said, "Mr. Rosen, please come with me."

After glancing at Gu Yi, who nodded to him and was about to turn around and leave, Rosen responded softly, started to follow Wang's pace, stepped through a small door, and walked into the room where he had just been staying with Wang. small house.

When the two came to the bookshelves, Wang asked again:

"Mr. Rosen, which one do you want to start reading?"

"I think you haven't come into contact with magic knowledge, so I suggest you start with some basics..."

"Thank you for your kindness, but no need."

Before he could finish speaking, Rosen waved his hand and interrupted: "You can continue to do your business, I can do it myself."

The voice fell.

Without waiting for Wang's response, Rosen suddenly flashed into the library in mid-air.

His eyes quickly scanned several bookshelves, focusing on a few special books tied with chains on the front bookshelf, but Rosen's overall scanning time did not exceed two seconds.

After a quick sweep.

Rosen, who was hanging in the air, raised his hand slightly.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a soft buzzing sound sounded.

Below, when Wang raised his head and saw Rosen again, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the thousands of books on the bookshelf flying up one after another, forming several columns and going straight to Rosen.