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Is he going to take Qi Chang as his disciple?
Mr. Green Vine really wants to take in disciples!
By the river bank, Qi Chang threw away the wine cup in his hand, got up, and bowed repeatedly in the direction of the immortal ship.
His face was no longer as calm as before as he muttered to himself.
"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir…"
No one cared about his loss of composure.
Today, he might be a student in dire straits, but tomorrow, he might be a disciple of a great scholar.
Life had changed so much. Who could remain calm?
"It hasn't been easy for Qi Chang…" The young men who were obviously Qi Chang's classmates said.
A few of them spoke one after another, recounting Qi Chang's experience.
This student from Lakeview County was a genius when he was young. He could write poetry at the age of seven or eight.