Dawn broke, and a crowd gathered on a small hillside.
Most of them were household servants, and nearly all of them were there in support of Ding Yunjie, eagerly waiting to watch the drunkard make a fool of himself.
Some maids were also present. By now, the sun was up, but the fog in the woods had not yet lifted.
Even Ding Shi had come.
In the courtyard, Wan Danrong practiced a round as Ye Chen had instructed, then spent some time recalling what he had told her these past few days.
Which points were crucial.
Ye Chen walked in and called out, "You're ready."
Wan Danrong's heart pounded wildly. "I'm still scared," she admitted.
"What is there to be scared of? The worst that can happen is I'll have to leave the Wan Residence. Don't think too much about it. There will be many more tense moments throughout your life."
"It wasn't easy finding a mentor like you; I don't want you to leave."
"With your family's resources, it wouldn't be hard to find another good mentor."