At this moment, facing everyone's salutes and words, he slightly raised his eyelids, tapped his chin, kept his gaze straight ahead, and walked out of the library through the road separated by the crowd without stopping.

After leaving the library, the cold-eyed young man glanced around and seemed to be going down the mountain, walking towards where Zhao Rong was.

Beside Zhao Rong, the library stewards who were busy at work temporarily stopped their work and saluted the cold-eyed man.

And Yu Huaijin, who had been silent all this time, also took a small step forward, saluted meticulously, and said calmly: "Senior Brother Sima."

The young man with cold eyes slowed down his steps, looked sideways at the junior sister of Mochi Academy, and nodded.

At this time, Zhao Rong, who was caught between the library manager and Yu Huaijin, was a little embarrassed.

The main reason is that he doesn't know who this person is at all. Wouldn't it be more embarrassing to greet him with a familiarity? And it is inconvenient to ask Yu Huaijin now.

It's just that the cold-eyed young man was very considerate and didn't give Zhao Rong too much time to struggle. After nodding to Yu Huaijin, he passed by him without even looking at Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong blinked and looked at the slender back of this senior brother with a unique aura.

Suddenly, in his field of vision, the cold-eyed young man did not go down the mountain directly, but turned around and approached the students of Xuerxing Hall who were being ordered to rest quietly by Zhao Rong.

At this moment, when they saw the visitor, all the students had already forgotten someone's instructions and gathered around him, calling Senior Brother Sima enthusiastically.

The cold-eyed young man walked non-stop in a certain direction among the crowd, and finally stopped in front of two female students.

Zhao Rong glanced over.

It's Xiao Hongyu and Li Xueyou.

"Senior brother, long time no see." Xiao Hongyu said with a smile.

"Um."

The cold-eyed young man responded, but his gaze had been resting on Li Xueyou from the beginning.

Li Xueyou raised her little head, looking at the cold-eyed man who was a head and a half taller than her out of the corners of her eyes, smiling brightly: "Brother Duyi."

Sima Duyi lowered his head to look at her, blinked his cold eyes slightly, and pursed his lips slightly.

"Xiaoxueyou."

Zhao Rong finally heard him speak, but unexpectedly his voice was not as cold as Zhao Rong thought before, but rather deep and magnetic.

It makes people feel that the distance created by those cold eyes seems to be closer.

Li Xueyou glanced at the library nearby, "Brother Duyi, what are you doing here?"

Sima Duyi said in a casual tone, "I went to the seventh floor to help the teacher with some things."

The seventh floor of the library?

Zhao Rong raised his eyelids slightly, then squinted and looked carefully at this... reading seed.

In the entire Linlu Academy, there were probably less than a handful of such scholars among the scholars. He had only heard of Fan Yushu a few times before, but this was the first time he had seen him.

"Sima Duyi, the deputy mountain chief's disciple, the seed for reading." Yu Huaijin suddenly said softly.

Zhao Rong glanced at her sideways and nodded.
Chapter completed!