Seeing Han Li fly into a rage, Li Feiyu wasn’t angry at all, still wearing a look of complete indifference.
He tilted his head, stuck his pinky into his ear, and began earnestly digging around, putting on an expression that suggested he was ready for whatever came his way.
After Han Li had vented his anger wildly, seeing that Li Feiyu’s face was as thick as a city wall and he seemed not to have heard a thing, he actually calmed down, feeling there was something odd about the whole matter.
“You’re neither a fool nor an arrogant maniac. There must be some reason you’d do something so reckless,” Han Li asked, having regained his clarity.
Seeing the other’s anger fade so quickly and his usual rationality return, Li Feiyu felt a slight regret inwardly, but on his face, he put on a pitiful, wronged expression, crying out in complaint, “Heavens! I’ve been wronged! I wanted to explain earlier, but you didn’t give me a chance to speak! And now you’re blaming me—I can’t win no matter what I do!”
This exaggerated, whining act was so fake it could be seen through at a glance, giving off a feeling that he really deserved a beating.
Han Li could hardly resist the urge to step forward and kick him into a dog-eating-dirt pose.
“Stop fooling around and explain yourself. Aren’t you afraid your adoring junior disciples might see you acting like such a rogue? If they caught sight of your slovenly appearance, the cool and suave killer image you’ve built would be completely shattered,” Han Li said sternly, throwing in a slight jab.
He really wasn’t in the mood to banter with the other right now. If this matter wasn’t handled properly, both of them could be in serious trouble.
Li Feiyu seemed to understand what Han Li was thinking and didn’t retort to the sarcasm. Instead, he lazily walked over to the bundle, bent down, picked up a manual at random, and stood up.
Once upright again, he handed the book to Han Li with a mysterious gleam in his eyes and a faint, teasing smile, motioning for him to open the cover and take a look.
Han Li took the thin manual, glancing at the other with confusion. He was baffled, unsure what scheme Li Feiyu was up to.
“Open it and you’ll understand everything,” Li Feiyu coaxed in a tone that suggested he was looking forward to the show.
“Why not just tell me directly? Why all the mystery?” Although Han Li looked unwilling, he still started turning the pages.
As soon as he opened the cover, the first page of the manual was revealed, clearly displaying four bold characters in black ink on white paper: “Blinking Sword Art.”
“Ah!” Han Li was slightly astonished.
The first book Li Feiyu had casually handed him was exactly what he wanted, which surprised him.
“Don’t be shocked yet. Take a look at these books too.” Li Feiyu immediately tossed over several more manuals in succession.
Han Li caught them one by one, quickly flipping through them. After scanning their contents, he was so stunned he froze. Each of these books clearly had the words “Blinking Sword Art” written in black on the first page of their main text.
It took a long while before Han Li could tear his gaze away from the books in his hands.
He looked up, pointed at the large pile of manuals on the ground, and asked haltingly, “You… you can’t be telling me that… all of these are ‘Blinking Sword Art’!”
“I’m afraid so, Junior Brother Han. You’ve guessed it,” the other said, shrugging and spreading his hands, putting on a superficially helpless expression.
However, the slight upturn of his lips and the schadenfreude in his tone completely contradicted his words.
“That’s impossible! There are nearly a hundred books here. How can they all be Blinking Sword Art?” Han Li completely ignored the other’s little game, questioning him in disbelief.
“You ask me, but who should I ask? When I suddenly found so many manuals with the same name in the corner of the book repository, I was plenty shocked too!” Li Feiyu rolled his eyes, muttering with a feigned look of lingering fear.
Then, seeing Han Li’s dumbfounded expression, he couldn’t help but burst into loud laughter.
To Li Feiyu, Han Li’s shocked and frightened face was a rare spectacle.
Usually, Han Li always appeared calm and confident in front of him, as if the word “surprise” didn’t exist for him. Seeing Han Li so stunned and dumbstruck now made Li Feiyu feel that all his efforts these days had been worth it.
After a moment, Han Li finally came to his senses.
Clutching the books tightly in his hands, he lowered his head in thought for a while, then looked up with a contemplative expression and spoke unhurriedly, “Have you checked these books? How many are there in total?”
“Of course I’ve counted them, more than once. There are seventy-four manuals with the same name,” Li Feiyu replied immediately, stating the exact number without hesitation.
“If we don’t verify the exact number, what if we miss one or two when returning them? That would really cause big trouble,” he added by way of explanation.
Gently pinching the slightly yellowed pages, Han Li slowly turned them, carefully examining one of the manuals he held.
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