Wen Yuan's luggage was simple. Aside from a few changes of clothes, everything else was made up of books he hadn't finished reading.
After packing, Wen Yuan said goodbye to the Ten Elders and left Ancestor of Literature Mountain with Chen Changan.
Meanwhile, at the foot of Ancestor of Literature Mountain, everyone had gathered because of the commotion earlier, gazing up at the mountain with curious expressions.
When Chen Changan's carriage appeared, their faces lit up, and they hurried over to surround it.
"Ancestor of Literature Mountain made such a huge commotion just now. Did something happen?"
"Yeah, you came down from the mountain. You must know what happened, right?"
"Did something big happen at the Ancestor of Literature Academy?"
"Come on, say something."
Looking at the crowd packed tightly around them, Gu Minglou felt rather helpless.
"Nothing happened. Move aside."
"How could nothing have happened? That was a huge commotion. We're not idiots."
"Exactly. What's the harm in telling us? It's not like we'll die."
"If you don't tell us, we'll..."
Before the other person could finish speaking, Gu Minglou's expression darkened, and he released his aura.
Those standing closest to Gu Minglou were sent flying by the force of it.
Gu Minglou had deliberately held back. Otherwise, his aura might have shaken them to death on the spot.
"Th-this guy isn't a scholar."
"Obviously. Who couldn't tell?"
"Move aside, quick! These cultivators kill without batting an eye."
"Right, right. We'd better get out of the way."
Realizing Gu Minglou was not someone to mess with, the crowd dared not block them any longer and could only make way.
"Why were they blocking the road?" Wen Yuan asked curiously.
"Because they wanted to know what happened at Ancestor of Literature Mountain."
"Why did they want to know what happened