Looking at the desolate and outdated small courtyard before him, Yan Zhigao couldn't maintain the forced smile on his face any longer.
The servant leading the way also looked somewhat embarrassed, he chuckled sheepishly, "Well... Lord County Magistrate, please rest well, I'll take my leave!" With that, he ran off in a hurry.
"This is too much bullying!"
Yan Wenxiu, still in his teens, could not suppress his anger as well as Yan Zhigao and Teacher Xiao, not to mention the literati pride of preferring death to humiliation, which made him tremble with rage at this moment.
Daohua, seeing his face turn red, feared he might get sick from anger and quickly stepped forward to console him, "Big brother, we shouldn't bother with these fair-weather flatterers. Once you pass the imperial examinations, no one will dare to treat us like this again."