Inside the pavilion, Fang Lin wore a confident expression while Lu Jiuhe was lost in deep thought. Kang Lu and the other formal disciples chuckled in their hearts.
"I have one." announced Lu Jiuhe.
Lu Jiuhe pointed out to the large courtyard and said, "Brother Fang, the question I have in mind isn't complicated but it isn't simple either. You just need to tell me how many types of medicinal plants are there in this courtyard."
Upon hearing this, Kang Lu and the others secretly praised Lu Jiuhe's craftiness for coming up with such a tricky question.
After posing his question, Lu Jiuhe watched Fang Lin with a smile, eager to see him panicking.
Kang Lu and the others were also intently watching Fang Lin, but his reaction left them somewhat disappointed.
From Fang Lin's demeanor, there was no sign of panic. He was instead cool, calm, and composed, as if he had everything under control.
Fang Lin stood up and indifferently said, "Good question, let me have a look."
