Gentle spring sunlight spilled into the small plain surrounded by mountains, while patches of cloud drifted across the azure sky, lending the scene a few touches of leisure.
The appointed hour had arrived, and nearly all the Confucian Scholars had taken their seats. Across the entire plain, one could see an old man accompanied by one or two young students—every one of them male.
Only Jiang Lin's side was different. On both his left and right sat women of peerless beauty.
With Jiu Yi and Mo Li's looks, even if they were tossed into a kingdom of women, they would still be the most beautiful beings in the entire country.
Not to mention that, among the thousands gathered on the plain, apart from the Dynasty Princesses serving at the side, only Jiu Yi and Mo Li were women. Even if they did not attract attention, they had no choice but to attract attention...
However, too little time had passed for Jiang Lin and the others' identities to spread. Those who were curious were merely wondering what kind of divine figure this young scholar sitting in the middle was, that he could be invited to the Dragon Cry Debate. What left them most speechless was that he had even brought two wives.
Could this kid be a mad Confucian?
Unlike the envious, jealous, and resentful gazes the young Confucian Scholars directed at Jiang Lin, and the measuring looks the elders cast at this young Confucian successor, the Dynasty Princesses were also repeatedly glancing toward Jiang Lin.
In the eyes of the princesses serving at the side, every time they looked at Jiang Lin, a trace of disappointment would surface.
After all, although Jiang Lin was quite the scoundrel and a womanizer, this man's looks were genuinely superb!
Moreover, standing among so