"Where did this Brother Meng come from? And where did this Meng Jintang come from?" Xu Yanhe wondered. "Could it be that this so-called Meng Jintang is, by some sheer coincidence, the exact same Meng Jintang I've heard about?"
The shock sobered Xu Yanhe up instantly. He quickly looked toward the direction of the voice. Not far away, beneath an apricot tree, a young man about his age was surrounded by two other Advanced Scholars. The surrounded man was quite tall, his features exuding a natural masculinity. His smiling face was as bright and fiery as the sun in the sky.
Xu Yanhe's heart skipped a beat. This man had an imposing presence that perfectly matched the information his family had gathered. He wondered who else it could be if this wasn't the Meng Jintang who had previously been engaged to his cousin.
He hurriedly searched for Zhao Jing.
Zhao Jing was actually very easy to spot. He was sitting right beside Prince Ning, the chief examiner.
