Liu Feng was tensed. He looked in front of him. This was another room that only his father was usually allowed in, and it was where his father did all his work. The throne room and the actual office were all just for show. This was where he remembered his father was always at,
"I can finally go in. Let us hope that he left a few clues in here as to what he was really like." Liu Feng thought to himself.
He held the door handles as he pushed on them. The door creaked open, and Liu Feng walked inside. He then closed the door behind him and looked around.
It was a relatively simple room. There were books everywhere, and there was a bed to one side. With a table on the other, and a magic stone lighting the place up, it was the most basic study room that Liu Feng had envisioned. There was no pompous showing that royalty usually had a flair for. This was the most practical room in the entire palace, even more so, than the library, in Liu Feng's opinion.