C228 Divine Rod

The six scholars were stopped by a few servants, and three richly dressed middle-aged men were holding their spittle as they talked. Ren Ang's words drew everyone's attention.

When the scholars saw that it was him, their expressions changed. He wasn't happy, but he wasn't unhappy either. On the other hand, he felt a little awkward.

Only Xu Guangwen, who had been walking along the cold path