Since there was no way to keep a low profile, Qin Mo didn't need to be cautious and could just sit down openly.

Pick a ripe grape from the fruit plate and put it into your mouth, letting the sweet and juicy pulp melt in your mouth. Your lips and teeth will be fragrant for a while, waiting for the palace test.

Time passed slowly and clearly. When Qin Mo and the others first came in, there were still people talking and whispering to each other in the hall.

The closer to the palace examination, the quieter the hall becomes.

squeak

At nine o'clock, the inner door of the hall opened, and a group of people wearing red and black robes came out.

Qin Mo quickly spit out the grape skins in his mouth, sat upright, and focused his eyes on the examiner who came in.

The youngest among them is at least one round older than Qin Mo and the others. In the middle of their robes, the words "clerical palace" are clearly written on their belts.

Talent is flowing and swirling in everyone's body.

Among them, the middle-aged man in red robes at the front has talents around his body flowing upstream from below, hanging steadily high above his head.

Top talents!

Qin Mo felt his heart beat faster and became nervous. This was the first time he saw a talented literary master.

The most talented middle-aged man there is a martial artist wearing a black shorts and shorts. Although he is not very talented, his whole person is like a moving mass of blood, which is eye-catching.
Chapter completed!