Master Wang didnât have time to teach the proud Feng Wu a lesson. He decided to solve the problem for his disciple first.
He took the wooden board and checked each word in turn.
He frowned because he couldnât find any problems.
He wouldnât give up. Taking a magnifying glass from the side, he looked down the board word by word.
He went through it from beginning to end but still couldnât find what was wrong.
Rubbing his forehead, he said to Mo Ziming, âMo Ziming, leave it here for now. I want to study it properly.â
Mo Ziming nodded. When he went down, he saw someone out of the corner of his eye and subconsciously turned his head
Ssss â
He gasped when he saw Feng Wu.
This girl looked like she had walked out of a painting!
In an instant, Mo Ziming was stunned and forgot to move.
âI wonder if this beautiful young lady is engaged yet,â Mo Ziming thought to himself. He was a Level 7 inscription master and a young man with a promising future. He was the only son in his family, which was flourishing â
Just then, Master Wang said to Mo Ziming without looking up, âTake Feng Wu away and have her work next to you. Teach her slowly.â
After thinking for a moment, Master Wang added, âHer foundation is rather shaky, and sheâs a little vain. Teach her well.â
Feng Wu was speechless.
She was going to ask him why her foundation was weak and why he thought she was vain. She felt so wronged.
âMaster WangâŚâ
Feng Wu was about to defend herself, when Mo Ziming walked up to her and said, âMiss Feng Wu, Master Wang is studying the inscriptions on the board. Come with me. Iâll show you around.â
She indeed had to get familiar with the environment.
Seeing that Master Wang was immersed in the inscription board, Feng Wu sighed and said to Mo Ziming, âThank you, Brother Mo.â
âYouâre welcome, Miss Wu.â
Mo Ziming was excited to be able to get close to the beautiful girl. How could he feel tired or impatient?
When he took Feng Wu away, Feng Wu turned around and glanced at Master Wang.
She had wanted to tell him what was wrong with the inscriptions on the board, but since Master Wang said that her level of inscriptions was too low, Feng Wu didnât want to tell him anymore.
âThis is our workshop.â
Mo Ziming led Feng Wu into the nearest workshop.
The space of nearly a hundred square meters was divided into five sections.
In the middle of the five sections was a rather large area. A long table was placed in the area for discussion.
There were people in every room.
Mo Ziming introduced each of the five rooms to Feng Wu. âIâm Masterâs eldest disciple, and Iâm in Room 1. Rooms 2 to 5 are all used by Masterâs other disciples.
âThe disciples are allocated to the rooms according to seniority.
âAs for youâŚâ
Mo Ziming looked around and couldnât find an empty room. He smiled wryly at Feng Wu and said, âWhy donât you share a room with me? If thereâs anything you donât understand, you can ask me.
âAs for accommodationsâŚâ Mo Ziming told Feng Wu, âWe inscription masters work day and night to engrave inscriptions. We rarely rest. If youâre really tired, you can just sleep in the house over there.â
Mo Ziming pointed to the accommodations section not far away.
Feng Wu said, âNo, I donât think Iâll be here for long. If I need to, Iâll just inscribe something in the middle area.â
If Jun Linyuan found out she had stayed in the same room alone with a man, he would be furious.
âWait,â Feng Wu thought, âWhy should I care what he thinks?â
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