Outside the house, above the vast sky.
Su Zian was initially too ashamed to watch, considering Chang Qing's skills were quite lacking.
Even if he had found the right connections and asked Ling Si to go easy, there still needed to be some qualification to compete.
No mighty aura, no decent scholar's four treasures, what was there to compete with?
Even if the other party wanted to hold back, they couldn't find the opportunity.
Thinking about how embarrassing and low Chang Qing would feel shortly, Su Zian couldn't help but sigh and ponder:
"What method can I use to comfort Chang Qing?"
But who would have thought that just as this thought arose, the situation inside the house reversed in an instant.
"Dao-entering level?"
"Fish Dragon Dance?"
Su Zian watched the two great Confucian scholars below who were dumbfounded, and his expression became quite fascinating.
Although he did not cultivate the Confucian path, he knew what entering the Dao level meant.
