"The day has broken, you should go to sleep," Lin Suqing said simply to him, and then sat down by the desk on the hard wooden cot without a soft cushion. She deliberately raised her eyebrows and took out the dragon-horse young horn, which was shorter than the index finger, from the cyan jade box. She balanced it on her fingertips and examined it, using a series of movements to divert everyone's attention and to mask her own embarrassment.
Everyone sensed that there was something off about her. Yiyi was the least informed, but she too felt that Lin Suqing's words and actions were unusual, and her expression was also very unnatural. Was it because she suddenly didn't directly answer Xi Ye's question?
"If the teacher needs to rest, then I will take my leave," Yiyi said as she bowed and turned to leave immediately.
"Yiyi," Lin Suqing suddenly called out to her, as if she had just thought of something, and asked her, "Who were the first and the second Institute Masters?"
