There were two other people along with Zhu Yi at the table. One of them was a lady who wore a yellow robe. She was very elegant and charismatic. Although she did not reveal her status, one could subtly sense the royal stature she possessed.
The other person was a scholar who appeared to be around 30 years old. He was decked in red, along with a green robe as an outer wear. He wore a hat on his head and revealed a sense of his talent as he moved.
As this scholar sat here, he did not reveal any stature, nor was there any vibration of mana around him. But above his head, there was a subtle gas beam that shot into the Nine Heavens. The gas beam was formed from countless literary words that created a piece of enlightening essay.
Zhu Yi looked at this scholar and said, "Comrade Jiao, your literary skills seem to be greater than before. It’s a joyous thing as you managed to learn many new stuff."
