Li Chengfeng felt very aggrieved.
Miss Qiang continued to angrily chastise with her hands on her hips: "And you feel wronged? Don't forget, all the mystical knowledge from your Bone Elder Association was peddled from me. With my help to Ah Xuan, there is nothing left for your great scholars to do! If you ask me, you should head to the kitchen right now and help cook more dishes for the disaster victims; it's much better than stubbornly doing experiments."
This rebuke was like a strict teacher scolding a foolish student.
Zhou Xuan stepped out to mediate, gently nudging Li Chengfeng and signaled with a look to head outside, indicating he should return first.
"Great Master?"
"Miss Qiang is rarely this assertive; she must have an idea. You all go back first. Leave researching the mouse disease to Miss Qiang, it's the same."
Zhou Xuan whispered in Li Chengfeng's ear to persuade him from the bamboo house.
