"This brat!"
Zhao De watched his back, muttering curses, and then thought of his own student, Wu Chengjun, his heart filled with bitterness.
The other student's performance was better than his own!
He then recalled what the other person had just said, and without saying more, shook his head and continued eating his meal.
....
The courtroom, in the main hall.
"Ah, the long-missed fresh air."
Xu Liang stepped into the hall slowly, looking at the glaring sunlight outside, his face showing a slight smile.
It was already the end of December. In another month, a new year would arrive.
The wind blew like a knife, making the temperature extremely cold.
But today was a rare sunny day. Slightly looking up, one could see a warm sun.
"Tap tap tap..."
A series of footsteps suddenly sounded beside him.
Xu Liang turned his head to look, and a somewhat familiar face appeared in his sight.
Seeing this, he paused slightly, then showed a gentle smile on his face.
