Gao Sanliu had just arrived in the Capital City and knew nothing about it.
After all, he was only thirteen.
Yet the lingering blessings of his ancestors had brought him here.
Sometimes, having ancestors who had once prospered became a reason for parents to place pressure on their children.
He needed to seek an official career in the Capital City and bring glory to his family.
"Father's last wish was for me to seek out Young Master Lin Ke and become his disciple. But how exactly am I supposed to do that?"
After entering the Capital City, Gao Sanliu sat in a tea shop and quietly pondered.
The Capital City was bustling, but fortunately, he held fast to his principles and had not been lured away by all those flashy things.
Of course, the most important reason was still that he was poor.
"Candied hawthorn! Sugar-coated hawthorn! The Milk Tea Shop's latest offering!"
"New comics are out! The latest installment of Dragon's Pearl!"
"Did you see that recent report? Something big happened in Jiangning Prefecture!"
"Say, want to try Escape Room tomorrow? It's so exciting!"
All around him, all sorts of people were discussing all sorts of things.
Unlike the people back home, those in the Capital City seemed much livelier.
In his hometown, people hurried back and forth with their heads lowered and their faces sickly from hunger. Only scholars, merchants, and the like had so much energy.
"My friend, have you ever heard of newspapers?"
Someone called out to Gao Sanliu. It was a street vendor.
Gao Sanliu had no intention of responding. It was only paper, after all. There was no need to buy it on the spot by the roadside, and he had no need for paper right now anyway.
But then he happened to glimpse