After studying the Gold Coin for a while, Shao Zifeng put them away and continued reading.
"November 1711, my bottom is rather sore, delaying departure."
"March 1712, having bid farewell to my parents, I embarked on a sailboat with the glory of the Karen family, praying that God and the Queen would bless me with smooth sailing, to return to the Imperial Capital with supreme wealth and honors. I swear, I'll make Sir Charson experience what it's like to be unable to sit comfortably."
Mad idiot.
This same darn thing has been repeated so many times, Shao Zifeng felt a bit crazy as he flipped through the notebook.
Would you four, no, including Jack,
please just get married right there!
Shao Zifeng was flipping the notebook furiously, while the deer raised its head to look, then continued to rest on his leg.
Besides the incomprehensible content and Mr. Karen's constant muttering, there really wasn't much to see in this diary.
