Shu Yu never expected things to develop to this point.
"Is Yun okay?"
Xia Yan shook his head, feeling somewhat proud, "Sir is the Top Scorer of the academy exam, well-versed in poetry and books, and is immensely knowledgeable. Those scholars have questions one after another, but to Sir, they are as simple as they can be, answered without a second thought. These people simply can't stump Sir."
Not only can't they stump him, but many now greatly admire and respect their Sir.
Upon hearing this, Shu Yu became somewhat curious.
She looked around and saw that not far away there was a half-meter high stone pedestal, on which a potted plant was placed.
She curled the corner of her mouth and said to the Dongqing Temple master, "Master, it's noisy here, let Ying Xi take you to the hall to sit for a while. I'll take a look at the situation first."
The Dongqing Temple master nodded and followed Ying Xi out of the backyard, found a bench in the hall, and sat down to wait.
