As soon as these words were spoken, all the junior examinees in the Hall Garden immediately turned their gaze.
In these past few days, due to various events, Chu Ming had become somewhat famous in the Middle Courtyard, and many people had come to know his name.
Right next door in another Hall Garden, Luu Xian, seated in the last row, finished reading a few pages of the Classic of Poetry, then lifted his head and stretched lazily.
"Lord Feng? Chu Ming?" His voice wasn't loud, yet almost instantly, all the junior examinees present whipped their heads to follow his gaze towards the outside.
Because Feng Yuan had not attended the Political Book class, some junior examinees remained in the Hall Garden reading on their own; among them were Luu Xian, as well as the determined Ning Hao and Liang Yuan.
"Junior Chu has been caught by Mr. Feng." A junior examinee mocked.
