Looking around, one sees some rather old windows reflecting on a weathered wooden desk adorned with the four treasures of the study. One leg of that desk, seemingly unbalanced, has even been propped up with a stone.,In fact, he wasn't wrong. "Lin Yu," who originally planned to live a peaceful life in the Xuan Yue Sect, had been afflicted with a strange illness three months ago. He gradually grew weaker and finally breathed his last.,"You hideous monster! How dare you steal from the apothecary! I'm going to inform the Enforcement Hall right now and have them break your monstrous limbs!"。