The burly Confucian scholar gritted his teeth,
and bravely headed straight forward, while signaling to the Justice Hall students around him with a small gesture.
He hinted for them to quickly follow.
Well, Ziyu was going to recite the eulogy, so if they didn't join in, it wouldn't matter, but it couldn't be just him making a fool of himself, cough cough.
The students thought of the task Zhao Rong had assigned them this morning and silently groaned.
Even though they had secretly practiced many times in the hour before the grand ceremony, becoming quite proficient, having an audience truly made it a different matter…
Zhao Rong shifted his gaze, calmly scanning the Justice Hall students who pretended to be oblivious.
Seeing that, they had no choice but to hang their heads and follow along.
Well, after all, Senior Gu was leading them; he's that "center stage debut" Zhao Teacher mentioned, it should be funny… no wait, impressive!
