Bai Chen pressed his lips together. "Senior Brother, I can't be the only one who's been tricked, right?"

The disciple nodded as if it were a matter of course. "Of course not. Every year, a few big-headed ones run to Baibao Alley and bring back a pile of books to the Scripture Pavilion. You're not the first."

Bai Chen complained speechlessly, "Doesn't the sect care about this? Just watching as the disciples get deceived?"

Seeing Bai Chen's face full of indignation, the disciple chuckled again.