Oliver Bai, Pang Yu and Gongsun arrived at Wu Ming's study, which had been abandoned for a long time and was locked tightly to prevent anyone from entering. "Is Wu Ming proficient in mechanisms?" Oliver Bai turned around and asked Pang Yu.
"Well... when I was a kid, I often made little gadgets to amuse my sister." Pang Yu touched his chin, "I guess I'm good at it."
When you open the door, you can smell a faint, stale smell, as well as the lingering fragrance of fine sandalwood.
"A lot of thought went into this collection of books." Gongsun walked to the bookcase. "This shelf is made of good wood, so the books are preserved so well."
Pang Yu followed Oliver Bai into the room and saw the painting of beauties strolling in the garden on the wall. He sighed and said, "Wu Ming is such a stubborn kid. He loves my sister, that tigress, so much. He is so stubborn. Why don't you try to find someone else? He is also a talented person. If my sister hadn't fallen in love with the emperor, my father would have wanted to recruit him as a son-in-law. What a pity."
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