Even though Gu Heng was in the prime of his life, Zhao Yan had hoped his teaching might offer something fresh. As it turned out, it was the same old rote memorization, unchanging through the ages.
Gu Heng would read a line from the book, and Zhao Yan would repeat it after him, word for word, like a toddler learning to speak.
"God damn it, what sins did I commit to deserve this torture?" Gu Heng cursed inwardly, all while maintaining a calm, composed expression.
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