After Wang Yi took Cai Yan's note to borrow a few classic books from Chen Xi, Zhao Yun suddenly appeared at Chen Xi's home.
"Zilong, have a seat, just make yourself at home," Chen Xi said with a smile. Generally, Zhao Yun didn't visit others' homes often. Although he was very gentle with people, he didn't have many deep friendships.
According to Zhao Yun, a friend is someone who, when you go to them for help, will find every way to assist you; similarly, when they come to you, you will surely do the same. However, it was rare to see Zhao Yun needing help from others.
"Military counselor, I came to inquire about the Spring Exam." Zhao Yun cupped his hands and said.
"Oh, the Spring Exam is indeed happening next month. Are you thinking of recommending someone?" Chen Xi said with a smile, being very tolerant of such 'backdoor' matters, especially from someone like Zhao Yun who had a firm character and wouldn't do anything disreputable.
