Zhao Cheng saw him come out, so he had him sit down.
The three of them sat leisurely watching the debate unfold.
A moment ago, Zhao Hanzhang said she wouldn't engage in fanciful discussions, yet she skillfully countered every point her brothers made.
Even Zhao Cheng was almost convinced by her, let alone those young and inexperienced boys who were easily influenced.
He couldn't help but ask Fu Tinghan, "Did you vow to avoid fanciful discussions because of Hanzhang?"
"No," Fu Tinghan said gloomily, "I understand that philosophy plays a crucial role in the progress of the world. Good ideas can drive societal advancement. But the study of philosophy must be grounded in reality. More importantly, very few thinkers can invest enormous energy into research and yield outcomes. As for now, nearly all the gentry are engaged in fanciful discussions. How many have truly grasped the essence of their pursuit?"
