"Since you've taken him on as an apprentice, he is now your student, and you must recover quickly," Yang Wenxiao instructed.
Upon hearing this, Tong Sanlang smiled again, "One can shine in any position, and I quite enjoy writing books every day now."
Yang Wenxiao heard this and couldn't help but sigh again, "We still have too few people."
Tong Sanlang had become so ill, yet he was still being put to task; to speak of it made Yang Wenxiao seem quite cruel.
But time waits for no one, and he had far too many things to do.
"In a few days, I will publish the Daqi Monthly to clear up these rumors for you," said Yang Wenxiao.
"Would clearing things up this way be effective?"
