"Alright, coming right now."
Li Ang turned, took a towel from the rack, wiped his face briefly, straightened his clothes, then closed the door and followed Cheng Juxiu.
The two walked along a corridor overgrown with various vines when Cheng Juxiu casually asked, "How's the review going lately? Are you confident?"
"Pretty good, I guess."
Li Ang hesitated and said, "It's just that Wang Wenlun has so many books, and they're quite exhausting to read."
"Haha."
Cheng Juxiu laughed. "You don't need to worry too much about that. Professor Wenlun teaches national history at the Academic Palace. He's a kind and honest man, not the type to deliberately make things difficult or seek fame by posing strange questions. If it were some other professor, it wouldn't be so easy."
"Is that so?"
