Mao Ni

The epic and legendary tale of an extraordinary young man rising up from the masses, traversing his life in the pursuit of quantity over quality. His inquisitive voice echoes infinitely through the hills of the immortal Academy: "I am one who would rather suffer an eternity of destined calamities than beg for solace from thy saints..."

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Nightfall

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In the hut, the wind was blowing gently and cheerfully as if it shared the mood of the Headmaster.

Eldest Brother and Second Brother were sitting quietly around the table. One was grinding the ink and the other was making tea.

The Headmaster waved his hands and smiled, "I am happy today. Let's skip writing."

Second Brother opened his mouth slightly and was about to say something to show that he approved the Headmaster's decision.

But he was, after all, a Gentleman. He couldn't lie in front of his Master. So he continued to grind the ink seriously without saying anything.

Eldest Brother saw the expression of Jun Mo and couldn't help but smile and shake his head. Then he looked at the Master behind the desk and asked quietly, "What made you so happy?"

The Master laughed and said, "We exchanged Liu Bai's Dahe Sword with Haoran Sword which doesn't have the Great Spirit. It is such a great deal. Of course, I should be happy."

The Autumn Was Back