There were no bold words. It was his duty to guard the place and draw his sword to fight the heavens.
Putting down his armor, Han Muye's gaze landed on a fan with only a few bone handles left.
On the remaining fan, a few incomplete words could be seen.
They were lively and bold.
He reached out and gently held the fan.
The Great Spirit wrapped around the folding fan, and an image appeared.
"As students of the Imperial City Academy, not only do you have to be educated, but you also have to be useful to the Heaven Mystic Realm and the living beings in the world.
"This time, the Red Flame Army requires 300 students to join the army as staff officers. All students from the Imperial City Academy can voluntarily sign up."
The middle-aged scholar on the platform was the assistant head, Yan Zhenqing, who no longer cared about the Imperial City Academy.
