Outside the Linlu Academy, on a bustling street.
In front of a bustling restaurant.
At this moment, Zhao Rong felt utterly overwhelmed.
This morning, he had truly wanted to peacefully teach a make-up class to his Shuaixing Hall classmates.
But one trouble after another had followed.
Just moments ago, had he nearly directed and starred in a catastrophic scene?
"Regarding the matter when I mistook my wife's maid for my lover and eloped, only to be caught by my wife on the way"?
Zhao Rong's eyelid twitched fiercely.
He had thought that this morning in Shuaixing Hall, the best clown would be 'Sword Lady'.
He had even watched her play all morning with a smile on his lips, completely at ease.
But...
The clown turned out to be me?
Zhao Rong reflected painfully.
When exactly did things start getting weird?
Oh right, everything was fine until the gatekeeper steward came to inform him that a young girl, claiming to be from Taiching Prefecture... So that was it...
