The officials from the county seat were still at Sky Heart Square.
Only now, the number had grown from four to sixteen. In addition to those in charge of the Minister of Agriculture Supervision, there were also officials from the military department, the Heavenly Workshop, and the Weaving Bureau.
Since the completion of the official examination, they stood as statues, waiting for the time to reopen Tianxin Hall.
"Why is time passing so slowly today?" Xiao Ze rubbed his hands, palms sweating.
"It's not that time is slow, it's that you're too anxious." Wen Nanxing whispered nearby.
"Aren't you anxious?" Xiao Ze asked, "If we don't make it this year, we'll have to wait another year. Who knows what might happen next year?"
Wen Nanxing had no response. In truth, his heart was also in turmoil.
"The only one who's surely confident is Zhao Xing." Wen Nanxing looked ahead at Zhao Xing's back, who was chatting and laughing with Zong Shichang.
