"But now, people had come," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"And they had specifically chosen the Hall of Recorded History. Isn't that interesting?"
"Logically speaking, new students should have been very cautious."
"Perhaps they were like me and simply loved reading," Shangguan Ya said.
She was unwilling to speculate maliciously about others.
Xu Zimo did not argue with her over that.
That afternoon, the several newcomers who had come to the Hall of Recorded History all arrived.
There were three of them in total.
Two men and one woman.
The woman wore a snow-white mink coat, her long hair as white as snow. Her eyes brimmed with seduction, as though she had been born with an alluring physique.
As for the other two men—
One was burly, no less imposing than Lu Xiong, nearly two meters tall.
The other looked no different from an ordinary person on the surface, but his eyes were sunken, like those of some demonic beast.
Anyone who met his gaze for too long would feel the hair-raising sensation of being watched by a hunter.
These three were the new students who had come this time.
After arriving, the three first greeted Xu Zimo, their teacher in name.
Among the three, the woman was called Gongsun Hong, the man built like a mountain tower was called Chen Hu, and the other man was called Xu Xian.
"Greetings, Teacher," the three said as they bowed together.
Though there was no real respect visible on their faces, at least they made no other moves.
Xu Zimo nodded slightly.
He asked, "Why did the three of you come to the Hall of Recorded History? Do you have any particular thoughts about reading?"
Chen Hu looked at Gongsun Hong and said, "He wanted to come, so I came with