The carriage ride from the Wang Family estate to the government office had not taken long at all, yet in that brief time, Zhao Zhiyuan had somehow managed to sit beside the driver and, through the carriage curtain, flatter the third young master into a thoroughly good mood.
"Mm, not bad!"
Once the carriage stopped, the third young master, Wang Ze, patted Zhao Zhiyuan on the shoulder before stepping down.
"It's all thanks to your excellent instruction, young master!"
Zhao Zhiyuan hurried after the third young master, his back bent.
But after following him for a couple of steps, he raised his head to look around and spotted a familiar figure.
"That young Bone Tempering Realm warrior—n-no... it couldn't be him, could it? No, no! How could that be possible?!"
The moment Zhao Zhiyuan saw Zhao Er, a rather absurd thought rose in his heart. No matter how often he denied it, he could not drive it from his mind.
"Young Master Wang, you're here! Allow me to introduce Master Zhao. He's the buyer of your house."
Seeing Wang Ze step down from the carriage, the broker hurried over to greet him and immediately began the introductions.
"Brother Zhao! You must not be from this county, am I right? I've met most of the talented young martial artists on the Martial Path here, but you look rather unfamiliar."
Upon meeting him, Wang Ze cupped his hands in greeting with great enthusiasm, then began probing into Zhao Er's background.
Zhao Er looked young. If he really had reached the Bone Tempering Realm, he would rank among the martial prodigies. And if he was an outsider as well, he was absolutely someone worth winning over.
As long as a prodigy like him made a name for himself in the Grand Exam, all