Meng Jintang had become a scholar, while Jing had won the Lesser Triple Crown... Suddenly, Jing's achievement seemed to pale in comparison.
Worried Jing might get angry and lose his composure, De'an quickly changed the subject. "Hey, I told Wang Xiao and Wang Jun we were coming to the Prefecture. I wonder if they'll send someone to pick us up... Jing? Jing, are you listening to me?"
"I'm listening."
Zhao Jing replied absentmindedly, giving a slight nod in greeting to the man across from them.
Meng Jintang, seeing De'an as well, returned the greeting with a cupped fist.
Seeing this, De'an instinctively returned the gesture.
Once the pleasantries were exchanged, Meng Jintang turned to say something to the person beside him, and then his party exited the city at a leisurely pace.
'That's it? It's over just like that?'
'They didn't even exchange death glares. They actually seemed quite polite to each other.'
'Is... is this normal?'
