Mo Ziming tried to persuade Feng Wu. âXiao Wu, if you sit here, I can teach youâŠâ
Feng Wu asked, âWhatâs your inscription level?â
Mo Ziming was very proud. âLevel 7.â
Feng Wu said, âI see.â
What was that supposed to mean? Shouldnât she be worshiping him now?
Mo Ziming was hurt by Feng Wuâs cold expression.
Just as he was about to speak, someone came out of Room 2.
A chubby, kind-looking young manâs eyes lit up when he saw Feng Wu. âThis isâŠâ
âMasterâs new disciple,â Mo Ziming said immediately.
Feng Wu shook her head. âIâm notâŠâ
However, Mo Ziming and his second senior brother didnât listen to Feng Wu at all. They started chatting excitedly!
âA new disciple? We finally have a little junior sister! Master finally did the right thing. Instead of finding us a junior brother, he found us a little junior sister.â
âWhat? What junior sister?â
A person jumped out of Room 3. He seemed to be a lively character. He was as thin as a bamboo stick and had sparkling eyes.
âLook, hereâs the junior sister! Sheâs especially beautiful!â Both senior brothers were very excited.
The third boyâs eyes lit up when he saw Feng Wu.
Before he could compliment Feng Wu, she said, âIâm not your junior sisterâŠâ
Mo Ziming asked, âArenât you the junior inscription master who just came in today?â
Feng Wu said, âYes, I am.â
Mo Ziming said, âMaster asked me to bring you back because he has tacitly accepted you. Donât be afraid. Since Master has said so, nothing can change it. Youâll stay in our workshop.â
The other two senior brothers came back to their senses and consoled Feng Wu.
Feng Wu felt a little embarrassed.
Wouldnât it be a little too pretentious for her to mention what her inscription level was now?
Moreover, the senior brothers were sincere and enthusiastic, and Feng Wu couldnât resist their kindness.
Hence, she could only smile wryly. âThank you.â
Feng Wu looked at the last two rooms.
Mo Zimingâs attention was all on Feng Wuâs face. Seeing that she was looking inside, he told her, âThey havenât completed the task that Master gave them, so they canât come out yet, in case the process is delayed.â
Feng Wu was curious. âProcess? Are you working on different stages of the same assignment?â
âOf course,â Mo Ziming said proudly, âWeâre researching the flying fighter jet. We three senior brothers here and the two in the rooms are the few people in Imperial College who have studied the flying fighter jet the most. Master has been leading us on the flying fighter jet project.â
The flying fighter jet? Feng Wu didnât expect Master Wang to be researching it, either.
Feng Wu said, âI heard Master DuanmuâŠâ
At the mention of Master Duanmu, Mo Ziming and the other two didnât look too happy.
Yue Ban, the second disciple, pursed his lips and was a little worried. âMaster Duanmu is indeed studying the flying fighter jet as well. I heard he made some progress and seems to be moving faster than usâŠâ
Dong Chen, the third disciple, frowned. âSo what if heâs a little faster? I donât like Master Duanmuâs attitude. He makes his disciples do all the work for him. I donât think he has ambition anymore.â
Mo Ziming nodded. âThatâs right. I think our master will be the first to figure it out.â
Just then, they heard footsteps outside.
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