"Are you sure it's him?"
Shengxue Private School.
It was a private school tucked away in an alley south of the city, and it had been running for more than ten years.
The teacher was a scholar surnamed Luo.
"If the information I gathered is correct, it should be him."
"Besides, this Scholar Luo is practically half a fellow student of yours. Back then, he also studied at Xun Clan Private School."
"He earned his scholar title in his thirties. Unfortunately, he never achieved anything afterward, so he opened this private school to make a living."
"Kid, go tell your teacher that someone is looking for him."
Song Chengan and Qian Xin were in no hurry. They waited until school was over, then stopped a quick-footed child.
That child reluctantly walked over to Scholar Luo.
"Greetings, Master Luo!"
Song Chengan clasped his hands in salute.
"My name is Song Chengan. In a manner of speaking, I was once a fellow student of yours. I also studied at Xun Clan Private School back then."
Xun Clan Private School stood on East Main Street. Its teacher was said to have come from that academy, and every prominent family in the city liked to send their children there.
They all said Master Xun's learning soared higher than the heavens, though no one knew exactly how high that was.
At the very least, no one had ever heard of him holding any official degree.
The good students at the school formed one group.
The bad students formed another.
Then there was a third group—the people on the fringes.
Song Chengan had belonged to the fringes back then. No one cared much about him.
Every now and then, he would even be bullied.
The only person who could be called his friend had moved to