"Mr. Li."
Just then, a middle-aged man walked into the courtyard. He was dressed in simple cloth, his hair gathered up and fastened with a pin. His attire was plain, making him look like a poor scholar, with no visible signs of martial arts training.
In his right hand, two baoding balls spun.
Liu Wan hurried to greet him when he saw him enter.
His surname was Li.
He was playing with baoding balls.
Chu Lingguang immediately thought of someone: Li Dayao, the academy's Mr. Da.
Guo Wei had specially prepared a pair of priceless baoding balls, carved from jade, for him to bring as a gift for Li Dayao—a way to curry favor by appealing to his hobby.
'It seems this is the man.'
He wondered what Li Dayao had done to deserve such reverence, that even a teacher like Liu Wan would have to bow his head to him.
Li Dayao gave a faint nod.
