The Xuetuan in the Space, although it had foreseen it, did not alert Mo Yan out loud. With such a lucky daughter like her master, blessed with the assistance of a noble, her master's father would surely be safe and sound. However, her master needed to keep growing!
On the third day of the autumn examinations, Yan Junyu, dressed in a low-key manner, entered Liu Yang Village in a modestly decorated carriage. What was not so modest was the line of several dozen open carts following the carriage, successfully attracting villagers from the elderly in their eighties to toddlers who had just learned to walk to come and watch.
Mo Yan, with an expression that spoke volumes, ushered the visitors in and decisively closed the courtyard gate, cutting off the numerous ambiguous gazes from outside.