Feng Haibo's face turned even paler, "You all have been enlightened? I thought..." He had only read those few books, and anything harder was beyond him.
The corner of Yang Ruxin's mouth twitched slightly. These youngsters studied every day with Gu Qingheng, who was Gu Qingheng? He was someone who could instantly outwit the Scholar. Could the disciples he taught be any worse? Forget the clueless Feng Haibo, even if it was Yang Rusong the Scholar, he might not be able to completely outmatch the children.
Therefore, Feng Haibo, who thought he had found an entry point, was actually just self-harming.
"Why don't I give you a question, Cousin Feng?" Xiaofeng blinked a pair of innocent eyes at Feng Haibo, "If you can solve it, I'll let you enlighten me..."
