However, he simply responded with a light "hmm."
Neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
Zhang Huizhi suddenly asked, "Brother Zhao, what do you think of His Majesty?"
Zhao Rong nodded, "His Majesty is naturally excellent, a blessing for the people of Great Li. With the support of teachers like Brother Zhang, it's like adding wings to a tiger. When I visit Great Li again, it will certainly have transformed remarkably."
He smiled.
Zhang Huizhi turned his head, glanced at him, and did not pursue the question further.
The young Confucian Scholar looked ahead at the sedan chair and blinked.
In fact, Zhao Rong's words simply meant: I've no intention of staying, whether you're testing me or genuinely inviting me to recruit talents for the young Emperor. I just won't stay...
After a short while, the two on the road started a casual conversation again, this time initiated by Zhao Rong.
"Where are you from, Brother Zhang?"
"Great Li."
