The Dragon Cry Debate was held on a small plain large enough to accommodate several thousand people.
The small plain was surrounded by layer upon layer of mountains, with only a narrow slit of sky left open. It was through this slit that people could enter.
At first, the passage was extremely narrow, barely wide enough for a person to pass through, but after dozens of steps, it suddenly opened up into a vast expanse.
Unfortunately, there were no roosters crowing or dogs barking. Otherwise, it truly would have resembled a hidden paradise beyond the mortal world.
Still, the environment of this small plain was quite pleasant, filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers.
It was just that, being surrounded by mountains, there was hardly any wind.
The ones in charge of receiving the guests were not the Confucian Scholars. After all, asking the Confucian Scholars to handle this sort of thing would be...
However, the young girls guiding everyone in were all princesses of the Mortal World Empire. That was quite the treatment.
Just what other place would use imperial princesses as etiquette attendants...
Still, they had volunteered for it. After all, it would let them become familiar faces to the various Confucian Scholars, which would benefit their own countries.
It could be said that, at fifteen or sixteen years of age, they were already rather sensitive to imperial politics.
After everyone took their seats, Bai Jiu Yi and Mo Li naturally sat on either side of Jiang Lin, one to his left and one to his right, forming a breathtaking scene.
It was just that, for some reason, ever since Jiu Yi and Mo Li had whispered to each other earlier, Mo Li's state seemed somewhat off. Her fair little face was flushed, and her black-jade-like eyes wandered distractedly.