"Dean Qiu, Chen Nan is here." Su Yue slightly bowed, her tone respectful, with a faint smile on her face and a hint of expectation in her eyes.
Dean Qiu paused her movements and slowly looked up.
Her gaze was as serene as a deep pond, imbued with the gentleness of time, smiling as she scrutinized Chen Nan.
As if she wanted to see through his exterior and into his heart.
Her gaze wasn't sharp, yet it carried an invisible pressure that made one instinctively feel reverence.
A moment later.
She spoke softly, her voice low and gentle, like it came from a distant valley: "Where have you been practicing?"
Dean Qiu had heard of Chen Nan before.
After all, this young man had achieved the sixth highest score in the province on the college entrance exam, truly a top student.
Furthermore, the fact that Chen Nan could recite the "Inner Canon of Huangdi" backwards had also stirred quite a commotion in the college, amazing everyone.
