In this world, there exist many small worlds, scattered across different places. Perhaps in an unintentional moment, one can pass by them.
Wenxin Heaven is one such place.
As the highest hub of Confucianism, it even holds the central place in controlling the main order, civilization, traditions, and worldly rules of the world. Wenxin Heaven stands in an unattainable position, enjoying supreme glory.
Most of Wenxin Heaven is brightly lit, except for a shadowy corner in the northeast, which is meant for people to calm their minds and focus on study—this place is the so-called detention area, Chenxin Study.
Bai Yihuan was like a gust of wind, disregarding the literary etiquette of scholars, rushing to Chenxin Study.
Without bothering to knock, she charged straight in.
Her face was flushed, her pupils trembled, and every eyelash was quivering,
"Guan Xin!"
By the desk, Guan Xin, elegant and serene, looked up,
"What's wrong, why are you in such a hurry?"
