Huang Yihua currently did not know all of this. As for whether or not he would ever find out in the future, it was already a matter of the future. After leaving Wu Tian for a period of time, Huang Yihua sat on top of a small stone, resting as she looked at the notes Wu Tian had left for him. Of course, he was extremely fond of the notes. He knew that every single sentence contained the essence of Wu Tian's life. Furthermore, there were also some secrets that no one knew about.
The first time, he did not monologize on each page. Instead, he quickly skimmed through the contents of the notes that contained a large regular script that was thus convenient for him to examine in the future. Wu Daotian's notebook was extremely thick. There were three notebooks. One contained a specialized militar
