Night deepened.
A row of thatched cottages lay in silence, interrupted only by the occasional sound of a horse whinnying.
The whinnying was full of pride and joy. At any other time, the young princes of the Chu state would have rushed out to slaughter the horse to vent their frustrations, but not now.
They knew the horse was happy because its master was happy, so they dared not act.
At most, they felt agitated and wanted to furrow their brows, but as soon as they began to frown, the image of a figure recklessly running along the mirror-like mountain appeared in their minds, sending a shiver down their spines. Their frowns relaxed immediately as if even the act of frowning was daunting to them.
The second exam had ended, and with a few scared off by Xie Tian, only thirty of the sixty-one had passed—seven-tenths fewer than before the exam.