Zhao Fu did not say much more. Praising himself in front of everyone would be a little too thick-skinned.
However, Zhao Fu said seriously, "Although you are not suited to becoming officials, Great Qin will still need your talents. It is precisely literary scholars and gifted intellectuals like you who make Great Qin's cultural foundation strong. This, too, is the soul of Great Qin."
Hearing this, the people who had been feeling somewhat dejected and disappointed revealed faint smiles. It was as though they, too, were important to Great Qin.
That was right! To realize their ideals and ambitions and play their part, they did not necessarily have to take the path of officialdom. Other paths would do as well. Everyone regained their confidence, and their expressions became even more respectful. As expected of someone by His Majesty's side—far more outstanding than they were.
"Young master, you are truly a person of great talent. May I ask your name and where you reside? If there is time someday, I would like to pay you a visit." Nalan Ruo spoke with a faint smile. By now, she increasingly felt that the man before her was anything but ordinary.
Zhao Fu chuckled. "If fate wills it, we will certainly meet again."
With that, Zhao Fu transformed directly into a streak of light and shot toward the horizon once more, not even giving anyone time to react.
Nalan Ruo somewhat regretted not holding Zhao Fu back. A noble and influential figure like Zhao Fu was someone she should have made every effort to befriend. If her family could establish ties with such a great figure, their status in this region would rise with the tide.
On a small mountain stood an ancient, rustic temple. Cherry blossom trees had been planted all around