Cliff Academy stood in the Land of Sichuan.
As one of the four academies under the Confucian Academy, Cliff Academy naturally enjoyed an illustrious reputation.
However, compared with the other three academies, Cliff Academy was more bound by convention. Most of its scholars revered the ways of old and devoted themselves to the study of ancient texts.
In other words, the scholars of Cliff Academy tended to be more old-fashioned and were relatively unreceptive to new ideas.
This was especially true after Xiao Mo founded Heart Learning and it began to rise to prominence. Cliff Academy attacked it relentlessly.
They even hoped Xiao Mo would come to Cliff Academy for a scholarly debate.
They were utterly confident they could send Xiao Mo slinking away in defeat, never again daring to preach Heart Learning.
So when Xiao Mo set foot in Cliff Academy, everyone there was rubbing their hands together, eager for a fight, as if Xiao Mo were prey they had been waiting to hunt for a long time.
Bai Ruxue even thought the scholars' eyes, fixed on her Xiao Mo, seemed to gleam with a faint, verdant light.
The scholars of the Land of Sichuan always gave her a rather strange feeling.
The Cliff Academy scholar assigned to receive Xiao Mo led him to the shore of a lake within the academy grounds.
At that moment, over a thousand scholars were seated cross-legged on the grass beside the lake, while quite a few more stood farther away to watch.
Among them were scholars who had traveled from other academies, as well as newly enrolled disciples of Cliff Academy. Most had simply come to watch the excitement.
Xiao Mo sat properly on his cushion, wearing a smile. "I wonder which of you would like to debate with me first?"
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