At a time when Wang Anfeng was completely helpless about the matter of "Yi Nanping," the entire Fufeng County City was buzzing with excitement due to the news released by Great Qin. In the tea houses and restaurants, among every ten people from Jianghu, seven or eight were discussing the matter enthusiastically, as lively as a scene that not even the cold autumn wind could extinguish.
Even at a simple food stall in the chill of autumn, a dozen children, not yet of age to attend Academy, sat huddled together with their hands supporting their cheeks and their eyes wide open. They watched as an aged teacher loudly clapped the startling wooden block, glanced around, struck a pose, and only then, with his voice raised, began to speak:
