章 891: The End of the Dream

Jiang Baimian could be considered knowledgeable and experienced, yet at this moment, she still felt a chill run down her spine and nearly shivered.

She forced herself to calm down and took the document from Shang Jianyao's hand. She overlapped it with the information she had read previously and turned to hand it to Du Heng, who had walked close.

"Reading these documents on the table. They're all left behind from the Old World and are relatively well-preserved."

Du Heng—who was wearing a black robe—took the information and casually flipped through it. He then chuckled and said, "They're all trivial matters with no value. No wonder they were left in this room."

"That's right, that's right." Shang Jianyao agreed.