As he approached Lin Yifan, the cold vanished completely, truly extraordinary.
"Wow, the power of the divine is overwhelming, truly impressive."
"Stop blabbering, hurry up and follow me to start translating."
Lin Yifan brought the herdsman to the study, then began having him translate for him.
This herdsman, much like the one before, could only roughly discern some things. Fortunately, they managed to translate the general content, otherwise Lin Yifan would have gained nothing.
Thus, two days passed, and through the tireless effort of the two herdsmen, they finally translated half of the books in the study.
However, at this point, they encountered unprecedented difficulties because they discovered that the next set of books was written in a script they had never seen before, let alone translated.
"Divine One! These are Ancient Western Regions' texts, we cannot understand them."
"Ancient Western Regions' texts? There's such a thing?"
