After leading the whole class through the book, he gained power through the imperial examination

Jiang Zhiyu's firm eyes revealed an unyielding determination. She bit her lower lip tightly, and her brows were filled with an inviolable majesty. She looked at the middle-aged man with a hint of doubt in her eyes and asked, "I want to know who has the guts to attack Shu Yuan?"

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and said, "It is a force from the north. They are powerful and mysterious. We have not yet found out their true identity."

Jiang Zhiyu frowned, she knew what this meant. The northern forces had always been the enemy of the Imperial College, and the fight between them had lasted for decades. She took a deep breath, and a gleam of determination flashed in her eyes: "I will find them, no matter what the cost."

The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Zhiyu, with a trace of worry in his eyes. He knew the weight of this decision. He said in a deep voice: "Miss Jiang, you are a girl, such a decision..."

Jiang Zhiyu interrupted him and said firmly: "I am a female student of the Imperial Academy. I have the responsibility to protect my sister and to defend the dignity of my country."

A trace of admiration flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. He knew that this woman had the courage and determination to be no less than anyone else. He nodded and said, "Okay, Miss Jiang, I'll go with you."

Jiang Zhiyu looked at the middle-aged man with a hint of gratitude in her eyes. She knew that this decision was equally difficult for him. She bowed deeply and said, "Thank you. I will do my best to find Shuyuan back."

Jiang Zhiyu and the middle-aged man began their difficult search.

They traveled through mountains and rivers, crossed forests and grasslands, but still could not find any clues about Jiang Shuyuan.

One day, they came to a barren grassland. Jiang Zhiyu looked into the distance, a trace of fatigue flashed in her eyes, but she still walked forward firmly.

The middle-aged man looked at her from behind, secretly admiring her. He walked over, handed her a bowl of water, and said softly, "Miss Jiang, you've worked hard."

Jiang Zhiyu took the water and said with a smile: "It's okay, I can still hold on."

At this moment, they heard the sound of rapid horse hooves, and when they turned around, they saw a group of people and horses galloping towards them. They immediately prepared for battle.

The horses stopped, and a man in black jumped off his horse. He looked at Jiang Zhiyu and the middle-aged man, sneered and said, "Are you from the Imperial College?"

Jiang Zhiyu tightly grasped the sword in his hand and said in a cold voice: "We are here to find Jiang Shuyuan, she is my sister."

The man in black laughed loudly and said, "You are very courageous. You actually dare to challenge our northern forces."

The middle-aged man said in a cold voice: "We in the Imperial College are never afraid of any challenge."

The man in black looked at them, a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes. He waved his hand, and the men behind him immediately surrounded them.

Jiang Zhiyu and the middle-aged man held their swords tightly in their hands. They knew that this battle would determine Jiang Shuyuan's fate.

The battle was about to start. Jiang Zhiyu and the middle-aged man fought side by side. They were skilled in swordsmanship and each attack was full of power. The man in black looked at them with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He did not expect that the strength of these two people was so strong.

However, the other side had too many people, and they gradually fell into trouble. Jiang Zhiyu and the middle-aged man stood back to back, encouraging each other and persisting.

At this moment, a sword light suddenly flashed, and the man in black was hit by a powerful force. He widened his eyes and looked at Jiang Zhiyu in disbelief.

Jiang Zhiyu looked at him and said coldly: "If you dare to touch my sister, I will make you pay the price."

The man in black fell to the ground, and his men saw this and immediately fled.

Jiang Zhiyu and the middle-aged man looked at their departing backs and breathed a sigh of relief.

They knew that Jiang Shuyuan was not far away. They smiled at each other and continued to move forward.

Jiang Zhiyu and the middle-aged man crossed the barren grassland and embarked on a journey to find Jiang Shuyuan. Although their steps were heavy, their determination became stronger. As they went deeper, they gradually found more clues about the northern forces.

They met some old acquaintances on the way. Although these people were wary of the northern forces, they still provided some useful information in the face of Jiang Zhiyu's firm attitude and the middle-aged man's heroic demeanor. According to these people, the northern forces seemed to have been active in an abandoned ancient city nearby recently.

Jiang Zhiyu and the middle-aged man decided to go to the ancient city. When they arrived at the edge of the ancient city, it was already dark, so they decided to camp outside the city and prepare for the next day's action.

As night fell, by the campfire under the stars, the two exchanged their ideas and plans.

The next morning, they entered the ancient city. It was desolate and quiet, but Jiang Zhiyu could sense an unusual atmosphere. They explored carefully, trying to avoid triggering any possible traps.

As they went deeper into the ancient city, they found some abandoned items with obvious marks of northern forces. Jiang Zhiyu's heart became heavier and heavier, and she knew that Shuyuan might have met with an accident.

Just when they were about to give up, Jiang Zhiyu suddenly heard a faint cry for help. She immediately signaled the middle-aged man to follow, and the two of them searched in the direction of the sound, and finally found Jiang Shuyuan in a hidden basement.

Shuyuan looked a little weak, but in good spirits. When she saw Jiang Zhiyu and the middle-aged man, her eyes were full of gratitude. Jiang Zhiyu hurried forward and hugged Shuyuan tightly, tears streaming down his face.

The tears seemed to turn into a warm current, flowing slowly in Jiang Shuyuan's heart. Jiang Shuyuan gently patted Jiang Zhiyu's back, with a faint smile on her lips and endless gratitude in her eyes.

The middle-aged man, named Li Mu, was Jiang Shuyuan's savior. He looked at the scene in front of him with deep emotion. He sighed softly, checked the surrounding environment, and after confirming that there was no danger, he signaled to them that it was time to leave.

Just as they were about to walk out of the basement, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the rare tranquility. Li Mu's eyes condensed, he knew that it was the remnants of the northern forces who had discovered the hiding place here.

Jiang Zhiyu and Jiang Shuyuan were both startled by the sudden footsteps. Jiang Zhiyu quickly let go of Jiang Shuyuan and turned to look at the source of the sound. Her eyes were full of tension and fear, but her body stood firmly in front of Jiang Shuyuan like a mountain.

Li Mu quickly drew the sword from his waist, his eyes calm and determined.

He winked at Jiang Zhiyu, indicating that she should take Jiang Shuyuan away first, and he would cover their rear.

Jiang Zhiyu hesitated for a moment, but seeing Li Mu's determined eyes, she knew that there was no other choice. She took Jiang Shuyuan's hand and prepared to go out.

Just then, a group of people rushed into the basement. When they saw Li Mu, Jiang Zhiyu and Jiang Shuyuan, a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes, but it was quickly replaced by ferocity.