He walked out of the classroom to greet them.
Approaching Lynn, Tate bowed slightly and respectfully said, "Master Lynn."
Lynn acknowledged with a sound and inquired of Tate, "Where have the other scholars gone?"
Tate explained, "Master, they are very interested in various buildings and applied technologies in your territory. These past few days, they have been fully engaged in learning."
"Please wait a moment, I will go and bring them back right now."
Lynn nodded in agreement.
With Lynn's permission, Tate left quickly without any hesitation.
Lynn's gaze moved, looking into the classroom.
Despite the absence of a teacher, they are still dutifully hunched over their desks.
Holding feather pens in their hands, they clumsily write on paper.
Clearly.
Through the teachings of Tate and Old John, they have learned some characters and have begun writing.
Lynn's gaze shifted.
A simple gaze stared straight at him.
It was Sienna.
