The Exam Tomorrow

The God of War of Yan State hid in his Bookstore and read "The Art of War" by Sun Tzu for a whole month!

What else could Ma Feifei say?

The God of War of Yan State isn't qualified? Don't be ridiculous, brother.

According to Gongsun Qiong, Luan Feng is only thirty years old this year, but has been fighting on the battlefield for more than ten years.

Over the past decade, he has fought in hundreds of battles and has never been defeated.

Her major achievements include: from suppressing rebels within the Yan State to leading her Luanfeng Army to make the Northern Liang nomads tremble in fear, and for more than ten years they dared not set foot on the land within Norman of the Yan State.

In this era of temporary peace among the five nations, Luan Feng's achievements are already quite remarkable.

The problem was that this God of War of Great Yan had been reading "The Art of War" for a month, but hadn't shown any reaction whatsoever, which made Ma Feifei a little sad.

"Sigh!" Ma Feifei sighed, looked up at the time, and realized it was already two o'clock. He got up and walked towards private room number one.

After a month, Ma Feifei was able to perform her job as a teacher very well.

As an excellent teacher, Ma Feifei successfully took the first step by teaching most of her students to recite the Analects.

Although it was ultimately useless, at least the memorization task was barely completed; Ma Feifei was still quite satisfied with this.

When Ma Feifei entered the No. 1 private room and arrived at the Green Grassland, three thousand students were already sitting upright, staring intently at the high platform.

Ma Feifei walked up slowly with his hands behind his back.

After a month of studying, the demeanor of the three thousand students has changed significantly. Their former aggression has vanished, replaced by a more refined and scholarly air.

Well, to put it simply, he's become more like a scholar.

"Unbeknownst to us, we've all been studying the Analects for a month now. In this month, the teacher has also imparted the essence contained within the Analects to everyone," Ma Feifei said, spouting nonsense with a straight face.

For the past month, he has either been Rest at his desk or Slack Off out of the private room to watch others play games at the Bookstore. The actual time he spends teaching everyone to study the Analects is no more than two hours a day. Most of the time, he simply explains the meaning of the Analects to everyone and then asks them to take notes and figure it out on their own.

But since Ma Feifei is a teacher, everyone knows the truth, but they still have to put on a show.

In addition, the reading of the Analects over the past month has indeed given everyone a profound understanding, which has increased their admiration for Ma Feifei.

So everyone listened attentively to Ma Feifei's speech, some even writing down what Ma Feifei said to learn later.

"Now that the knowledge has been imparted to everyone, the teacher naturally needs to check whether everyone has grasped it. Therefore, the teacher has decided to prepare a mock exam tomorrow to test everyone's understanding of the Analects." Ma Feifei's words set the tone.

Tomorrow is the exam!

Although everyone didn't quite understand the meaning of the word "exam," Ma Feifei made it very clear: it was to test how deeply everyone had understood the Analects through their studies over this period of time.

Of course, this exam wasn't something Ma Feifei came up with himself; it was mandated by the system.

The system automatically generates questions every month, producing 3,000 test papers for the exam.

Tomorrow marks exactly one month, so naturally, it's exam day.

"I won't assign any homework tonight. I hope everyone goes home and gets some rest so you can prepare for tomorrow's exam," Ma Feifei said with a smile.

"Thank you, teacher." The three thousand students quickly rose and bowed, their faces beaming with joy.

The homework Ma Feifei assigned every day was exhausting for them; they usually had to stay up late into the night to finish it.

This wouldn't normally be a problem; cultivators naturally have strong physiques, and they also have the support of Spiritual Power.

However, when everyone realized how mentally taxing their studies were, they understood that their so-called cultivation was utterly useless in the face of the Analects.

Ignoring cultivation levels, everyone naturally felt exhausted while doing their homework, and all they wanted to do after finishing each day was Rest.

As a result, their nighttime entertainment activities were essentially eliminated.

So everyone was very happy when they heard Ma Feifei say that there would be no homework tonight.

Suddenly, Ma Feifei felt someone knocking on the door outside; it seemed to be Yun Qingyang.

This was the first time Ma Feifei had encountered such a situation, and he was a little puzzled. He immediately said, "Everyone, please read your books on your own. I have something to attend to."

After saying that, Ma Feifei disappeared instantly, reappearing at the door of private room number one.

"What are you doing?" Ma Feifei asked, looking at Yun Qingyang.

Yun Qingyang was startled by Ma Feifei's sudden appearance, and it took her a while to react before she pointed to the door and said, "Someone is looking for you."

Ma Feifei looked up and found that the entrance was already crowded with people, even the cultivators reading inside the Bookstore were looking out.

This was a blind spot, so Ma Feifei couldn't see clearly. He walked past Yun Qingyang and headed out of the Bookstore, saying as he went, "Judging by this, the person looking for me is someone important!"

Hearing this from behind, Yun Qingyang muttered softly, "You're overthinking it."

Ma Feifei was indeed overthinking things. The people who came to find him weren't attracted so much attention because of his status, but rather because they were kneeling in front of the Bookstore.

Li Bieli!

"Why are you kneeling? Get up!" Ma Feifei quickly stepped forward, trying to help Li Bieli up.

Ma Feifei still had a deep impression of this straightforward Xiao Qing. He had watched him participate in the 'Twelve Kings' competition when he was in the capital, and he also knew about the great changes that had happened to Li Bieli's family. Ma Feifei felt very sorry for Li Bieli.

"Knock knock knock!"

Before Ma Feifei could even help him up, Li Bieli kowtowed three times.

His scalp was bruised and bleeding profusely.

But Li Bieli remained completely silent.

"What are you doing!" Ma Feifei was startled and quickly moved to the side, asking.

"Please teach Bieli the method of cultivation, shopkeeper!" Li Bieli shouted, his head bowed to the ground.

"Teach you the methods of cultivation? What do you mean?" Ma Feifei was a little confused.

"Bieli want to avenge my mother!" Li Bieli raised her head, her face covered in blood, but she looked at Ma Feifei with unwavering eyes as if nothing had happened, and said.

After hearing Li Bieli's words, Ma Feifei completely understood what Li Bieli meant.

He hoped to find a way to improve his cultivation in his Bookstore so he could return to the Jiang Family and avenge his mother's death.

Actually, they just wanted to learn from Yang Chengzhi. Although their methods were different, they were essentially the same: they both wanted to improve their cultivation.

Ma Feifei shook his head and said, "Bookstore have Bookstore own rules. If you want to find a way to improve your cultivation, you'll have to buy an account and go into the Bookstore to study it yourself. I can't help you."

Li Bieli shook her head and said, "It's too slow, I can't wait that long. Bieli know you, shopkeeper, must have a way, please!"

After saying that, Li Bieli kowtowed repeatedly, making a loud thud that made Ma Feifei feel inexplicably irritated.

"Stop kowtowing. There's no shortcut to cultivation. I really can't help you." With that, Ma Feifei turned and walked towards the Bookstore.

This child seems a bit delusional; there's no point in saying anything more.

"Shopkeeper, if you don't agree, Bieli 'll kneel here forever." Li Bieli's voice came from outside the Bookstore.

Ma Feifei paused, then said calmly, "Then you can kneel."