Tongwen Hall's direct disciple assessment still includes a poetry composition segment?
Bai Qi's eye twitched, feeling this was Ninghai Zen sneaking in something extra.
But when the master speaks, as a disciple, you can only comply.
"What should I copy for the instructor? I don't have much literary knowledge... It's troubling."
Bai Qi racked his brain and came up with two or three lines, planning to copy them on a small note to carry with him for emergencies.
After feeding that Wind Chasing Horse, he left Tongwen Hall and took Xu Sanyin, who was squatting in the corner, back to the old house at Erxian Bridge.
After driving off the Red Eyebrow Bandits, both the inner and outer city began to strengthen night patrols to prevent the bandits from returning for a surprise attack.
Apprentices and disciples from various martial arts halls also spontaneously organized manpower to clean up the shantytowns burned to white ground.
