After a while, the old man finally sighed and said, "After all, you are young and promising."
Again, he fell into silence, making the atmosphere in the room extremely awkward. There was a sad gleam in his eyes. Coupled with his greying hair, he looked particularly forlorn.
Bai Ruozhu felt like the old man really had calmed down. In the past, he surely would have insisted that this opportunity to study at the North Beiyu Study Palace should belong to his eldest son. He would have blamed Bai Zepei for being selfish, not yielding to Bai's eldest uncle, and so on.
Of course, he can no longer make such complaints now; his eldest son can never take the Imperial Examination in his lifetime.
Perhaps the old man has truly sobered up a bit, or perhaps he has just resigned to his fate.
"You can go if you want to, I can't control you anymore," the old man said after a while, his tone carrying a hint of spite.