Bai Jinglie didn't press the issue. After all, offering to give away the manor was merely a gesture to show his stance.
"Brother Wen Heng, you'll be participating in next year's provincial examinations, won't you?"
Gu Wenheng replied, "Barring any unforeseen circumstances, I plan to sit for them. Does the Young Master have plans as well?"
Bai Jinglie said, "My tutor advised me to lay low for another two years, but I don't have that much time to wait."
"..." Gu Wenheng didn't respond, sitting there in silence. He had no intention of prying into another's private sorrows.
"It's getting late. Let's all head out." Bai Jinglie glanced at the sky. They had been here for quite a while since coming down from Yingshan Academy.
"Cousin, aren't we going to eat?" Shan Ke'an rubbed his stomach. Although the chefs at his residence were skilled, he'd grown tired of eating their food all the time. Now that they were at a fine restaurant, a rare treat, he didn't want to leave.
