After being warned, the scholar still tried to gather information. Beauty Lin felt this bad habit shouldn't be indulged.
"Do you take my silence for illness when the tiger doesn't roar?" She straightened her face, "If you keep probing, you might not make it back. Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Of course, I want to go back," the scholar said decisively, shrinking back, "I just find his powerful abilities... such a pity."
"A heart that appreciates talent, huh?" Beauty Lin shook her head, "We'll find something for him to do appropriately, but I repeat, his importance far exceeds your imagination. After you go back, forget about this trip to Zhengyang."
"I will forget," the scholar nodded, hesitated for a moment, then added, "But as a researcher, I feel the need to remind you, our Guojia still has a long way to go in basic research."
"Are you annoyed or what? Do you think I don't know?" Beauty Lin got irritated, raised her hand, "Go, go, go, hurry up and leave!"
