Jue Yu nodded his head. His pair of eyes under the moonlight had shifted slightly: “That day, the one who tampered with his eyes and made him blind, who is that person actually??”
“This…….” Xiao Bao retreated a step, Couldn’t help but look away, “I…..”
Jue Yu watched closely at his reaction, for quite a while, then lightly said: “It’s alright. You can go back.”
He also warned: “Do not say anything to your Master.”
Jue Yu turned his body. Under the shaded dim light of the night he went to the inner Palace, to the storehouse where the files were stored. He leaped onto the roof lightly, soundlessly he slipped into the storehouse. Each and every folder were placed neatly according to its particular time of record. Stack upon stack were piled up. He searched among the lined up shelves, occasionally extending his arm to get some more files. Under the trifling moonlight, he browsed and looked over the files.
A long while later, on his exquisite face appeared a satisfied smile.
It was already deep in the night.
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The Emperor was alone in his Imperial Study, drowned in his thought. The door was creaking, followed by a stepping sound which treaded towards him in the room.
Without opening his eyes, he spoke: “Regarding this matter, you are extremely careful and concerned. Come and go. Go and come.”
Jue Yu pursed his lips, said: “I do this for my own satisfaction.”