"Yan Xiu… didn’t participate in the theory examination?!" Fang Zhengzhi was slightly taken aback, and instantly felt like he was in dreamland. Indeed, Heaven’s plans supersedes our own, plans are flawed!
Were his ten silver pieces about to fly away?
No! That was ten valuable silver pieces, money that came from blood and sweat!
Fang Zhengzhi was upset. Without Yan Xiu, if he were to help two people attain a meteoric rise, this pressure was really a little too large.
Not even mentioning that the risk of throwing around two pieces of paper would increase by many times, just the writing of three completely different answer sheets and ensuring that they would all enter the top three was already stressful enough.
It was over.
Meng Yushu initially prepared to leave, but after seeing the changing expression on Fang Zhengzhi’s face and recalling Fang Zhengzhi’s previous words, his mind lit up, as brightly as a lamp.
