Profound Literature grotto-heaven.
"Xiao Bai, here will do." In the small path between mountains, Teacher Jiang stopped and spoke to Li Xiao Bai.
Li Xiao Bai showed sadness and reluctance: "I was able to survive in the capital city all thanks to teacher's guidance and help. I will engrave this kindness in my heart and never forget it. But after this separation, I wonder when I can see teacher again!"
"You." Teacher Jiang sighed and patted Li Xiao Bai's shoulder, encouraging him: "Although you lost in this world poetry competition, your poems have already spread far and wide. Everyone knows your talent is worthy of the title of a great scholar. Moreover, Su Qi Han has already returned, the capital city is the arena for you to display your talents. Go back, teacher will look forward to your performance."
Li Xiao Bai bid farewell to Teacher Jiang with eyes full of tears.