"Youths should be frivolous…I suddenly feel that there's a person rather similar to you," Chen Changsheng said.
Tang Thirty-Six asked him inquisitively, "Who?"
Chen Changsheng answered, "Su Li."
Tang Thirty-Six gave a radiant smile. "Grandfather said that I really am like him when he was young."
These two people that were talking with each other didn't know that outside Xunyang City, the Holy Maiden of the South had once said something similar to Su Li. Su Li was very wild, and Tang Thirty-Six was also very wild, but there were a few subtle differences between them. For instance, the wildness of Tang Thirty-Six was obviously much fresher and new.
As a young genius with such an outstanding background, Tang Thirty-Six's arrival at the capital from Wenshui attracted countless gazes. He became a valued student of the Heavenly Dao Academy, but at the Ivy Festival, he actually entered the Orthodox Academy that had been in ruins for so many years.