It only took three short days for the students of Wansong Academy, who were usually full of themselves and proficient in the Six Arts, to fully admire the new master.
Rituals, Music, Archery, Horsemanship, Calligraphy, Mathematics—there was none he was not versed in, none he did not excel at.
And his mastery was not the common sort.
He pushed each of them to the extreme.
A casual hint from him often left students enlightened, and even the academy's teachers would sit among the audience during his classes.
Wansong Academy.
In Li Nuo's mathematics class.
All the students listened with utmost attentiveness, and even several older teachers were fully absorbed in the lesson.
Zhao Zhiyi sat in the back row, gazing at Li Nuo at the front who was explaining the problems, her eyes slightly lost in thought.
In recent days, she finally witnessed firsthand that there truly was someone capable of excelling in all Six Arts.
This strengthened her resolve to keep him in Zhao.
