Huh?
Jiang Xiaobai's actions left everyone stunned for a moment.
Naturally, the Brush Holder looked taken aback as well.
Wait, there wasn't a single word on that sheet, and Jiang Xiaobai was submitting it anyway?
Was... wasn't he just fooling around?
Inside the Orchid Pavilion Tower, quite a few people looked visibly bemused at the sight.
"He actually handed in a blank sheet?!"
"Exactly! What's the point of submitting that?"
Murmurs gradually rose.
Elsewhere, the sneer returned to Xiao Qingxiu's face. "A blank sheet, huh? He really has some nerve!"
"Hmph, maybe he means something else by it?"
Xiao Zijing wrinkled her nose, unwilling to concede.
"Something else?"
Xiao Qingxiu sneered. "What could a blank sheet possibly mean?"
"That's not necessarily true."
Xiao Zijing gave a soft huff and turned her gaze back to Jiang Xiaobai.
For some reason, she simply felt that Jiang Xiaobai wouldn't admit defeat so easily.
Up on the Fourth Floor, Li Bingzhang remained fairly composed as he looked at the blank sheet Jiang Xiaobai had submitted, though a hint of puzzlement lingered in his eyes.
What was this brat up to now?
"He probably submitted a blank sheet on purpose."
Lin Fengshuo stroked his beard and smiled.
Anyone who could write "On the Teacher" and "On the Horse" certainly had a solid foundation in prose.
So Jiang Xiaobai must have had some other intention.
"Elder Lin, have you figured something out?"
Li Bingzhang looked up and asked.
"No."
Lin Fengshuo shook his head. "But I know this brat must have something in mind."
Sitting beside them, Li Zhiwei nodded gently as well.
She, too, felt that Jiang Xiaobai wouldn't simply give up like this.
If he really couldn't write anything, Jiang Xiaobai could easily have scribbled some random essay.
After all, his earlier performances had