Feng Jun's skin isn't particularly thick; when Nie Chifeng smiled and pointed out his thoughts, he felt embarrassed—if she had sternly rebuked him, he could still argue, but speaking with a smile slightly embarrassed him.
In fact, Nie Chifeng was also willing to be reasonable, saying that no matter what you think, since I've made this decision, let's not discuss how difficult it was to make it, but even if I've chosen you, shouldn't you also give me the necessary right to know?
So Feng Jun could only accept it, feeling dissatisfied but unable to express it—it's really a waste.
This doesn't mean he thought helping Nie Chifeng with the deduction wasn't important, the key is this kind of doll can only be used once and lasts the time of a burning incense stick; how much can be deduced in this time? Now it was wasted on such a small matter with Nie Chifeng.
That's right, mainly because Feng Jun couldn't find what else he could deduce temporarily to fully utilize this half an hour.
