Ruan Jianglong had the authority to recommend people into the academy.
That was why the powerful and influential figures of White Dragon City fawned over him so eagerly.
The three slots for this year had originally already been used up, but for the sake of his martial nephew Chen Luo, Ruan Jianglong had specially turned one person away and spent a hefty sum to replace that name with Chen Luo's. He had even personally made two trips. With Ruan Jianglong's help, many of the tedious formalities in between had been spared.
Chen Luo had truly enjoyed the privileges of having connections for once.
By the time Ruan Jianglong had greased every wheel and sent him proof of identity from White Dragon Academy, half a month had already passed.
"White Dragon Academy... these characters don't look like something an ordinary person could have written."
Chen Luo stepped down from the carriage and stood at the academy gates, looking up at the plaque overhead.
The four simple characters seemed to come alive when he stared closely at them. The character for "dragon" appeared as though a real white dragon were swimming across the plaque, but after a blink of an eye, the writing reverted to what it had been before, unchanged in the slightest. It was truly wondrous.
Today, Chen Luo was wearing a set of pure white long robes, with a cyan square kerchief on his head. He looked exactly like a proper scholar.
"Brother, are you here to study as well?"
Someone nearby saw Chen Luo and asked curiously.
Ever since White Dragon Academy had been founded, dignitaries and nobles had constantly come here seeking an education. It was said that even the princes and nobles of the Capital City sent their descendants here to study. Those who could enter