"Hmm, Mrs. Yun Yuye, is that correct?"
Inside the academy, a young scholar responsible for registration was dressed in a long robe, clearly portraying the image of a learned man.
The beautiful woman who was called by name quickly came forward with her daughter and respectfully saluted, "Greetings to you, sir."
The young scholar was not very old and clearly had little contact with women; after all, even if the children who came to register were girls, most of the elders who accompanied them were men. It was very rare for a woman to bring her child here, and this woman also happened to be exceptionally charming.
The young man's face instantly turned red, and he stammered, "No... no... no need to be so polite. Your daughter may one day be my schoolmate, and you are my elder..."
The woman couldn't help but let out a chuckle at the sight of the young man's embarrassed state, which made his face turn even redder.
