If Beiliang University could be described as a garden villa, then the style of the Imperial Capital's College was the other extreme.
"Did you open the Imperial Academy inside a bathhouse?"
Zhou Li, pointing at the glittering building in front of him, exclaimed in shock, "Can we go up to this fourth floor?"
"Of course, you can go, no, wait, what bathhouse?!"
Master Hong spat out in disgust and hastily said, "In Shangjing, the style is high-rise buildings; as a symbol of Shangjing, our Imperial Academy is naturally built as a towering structure. What's so surprising about that?"
Zhou Li did not say anything but just pointed at the golden exterior walls above and the red and white drapes, and then at the two stone lions at the entrance that were each as tall as two men.
"Well, we indeed have money, so you mind your own business."
