Perhaps sensing the slight fluctuation in Chen Ping'an's mental state, Mao Xiaodong didn't call him to the study today.0

Instead, he picked a time late at night when there was no one around and no sound of reading to wander around the academy with Chen Ping'an.0

They walked and talked in a casual manner, and Mao Xiaodong always adhered to one rule regardless of whether he was interacting normally with other people or teaching other people knowledge from the books or from his own experience. He treated everyone equally, whether it was disciples from the academy or his Junior Brother Chen Ping'an, and he would tell them to treat his teachings as suggestions that weren't necessarily suitable for them. However, these suggestions could, at the very least, expand their horizons.0

Just like this, Chen Ping'an and Mao Xiaodong walked past the Scholarly Master Hall where the paintings of three sages were hanging, the scripture library where there were specks of flickering candlelight, and the dorms where the students were either snoring or dreaming.0

In the end, the two of them arrived at the peak of Eastern Splendor Mountain where they overlooked the night scenery of the capital.0

There were dazzling swathes of lights in the wealthy areas, and it was as if they could hear the silvery songs and see the graceful dances even from so far away.0

Of course, there was also the company of moonlight in the impoverished areas, and these families also had some firewood and daily necessities.0

As they gazed at the scenery, Chen Ping'an suddenly said, "Mountain Master Mao, I've thought things through and have an answer now. Refining five bonded items...9