"Entering the Daoist School is the only way for all the prominent families in the Red County Divine Land to achieve social ascent.
Like the He Family of the Thirteen Guilds in Yihai Prefecture, they proudly support two scholars from the eldest branch.
Unfortunately, now it has all turned into a fantasy and vanished completely."
Bai Qi sent off the easy-to-please little Daoist child, then accepted the gilded invitation from the tall young man, promising to attend the Master's evening banquet punctually.
Finally, he looked at Uncle Yang, who was already gasping seven or eight times, and forced a bitter smile:
"I thought I could steal some leisure amid busyness and rest a bit in Yihai Prefecture, but now it seems I am fated to be busy by nature."
Seeing even Yuanyang Temple issuing an invitation, Uncle Yang dared not show any sign of displeasure at being neglected.
