Speaking to this point, Mo Qingze paused, his gaze fixed on the three unsettled figures as he continued, "To demonstrate fairness, I request a public competition in the main hall."
As these words were spoken, the room was filled with shock. No one had anticipated Mo Qingze would make such a request. Just as the three witnesses had said, each examiner's tastes differed, and their views on the essays varied accordingly—there was indeed an element of luck in becoming a Scholar.
Now that Mo Qingze had called for a competition in the hall against the three men, while a victory could clear his name, since he had absolute power, who would risk ruining their future prospects by cheating? However, the prospect of winning was by no means easy, unless he possessed overwhelming superiority over the three men.