After some thought, Li Guanyi returned once more, this time bringing some pastries for the youth and said, "Then, just sit back comfortably and watch them answer the questions." Fang Ziqiao's voice was warm, and as he watched Li Guanyi write three characters, he praised, "Your calligraphy is excellent."
With a smile, he added, "If you run out of tea, just tap lightly on the table."
"This is indeed a rare experience."
As expected, Li Guanyi slowly sipped his tea, pondering over the abnormal changes of the bronze tripod.
He thought of what Siming from the Yin Yang Family had said.
All the world's events are converging?
This drew the side glances of others, particularly from those noble family's sons who had previously wanted to speak with the girl but were interrupted by him—the relief was evident on their faces—having thought he was someone proficient in both literature and martial arts, it turned out he was just a crude Martial Artist.
In their hearts, they were steadied!