The days are rather mundane, but soon the old man appeared with a serious expression, showing up in front of the yard and conveniently took away a pot of soup that He Wenyu hadn't finished making...
Mo was not surprised to see the old man, continuing to eat his food as if nothing had happened, but He Wenyu seemed very agitated...
"It's not done yet!" He Wenyu's voice had no effect as the old man was oblivious.
Meanwhile, Luo Qianqian curiously observed the old man's tattered robes, frowning slightly, and approached Mo: "Is he busy because of that matter we overheard last time?"
Mo glanced at the old man upon hearing this and then nodded slowly: "Judging by his appearance, he must have lost, otherwise he wouldn't be so disheveled."
Luo Qianqian realized with a face of disbelief: "I thought his combat strength should be among the top in the academy."
