"What is it?"
"It isn't wisdom, nor cultivation, but—"
Smith suddenly fell silent.
Unable to get an answer, Li Yang could only return home. Just as she was about to greet her parents and younger siblings before packing her luggage, she saw her instructor and several sect elders exiting her room.
They held a stack of observation records—the backups of her research findings.
Before speaking with Smith, Li Yang had considered that her research materials might be discovered, perhaps even to the point where the Star Crown Sect would not tolerate them. So she had prepared several copies.
Now, the copy hidden at home had been discovered.
"Teacher, Elders..."
Li Yang wore a natural smile. "What brings you here?"
"We were out on business and happened to pass by, so we stopped in to take a look," the elder said without changing expression.
Li Yang: "..."
Could they casually enter a girl's room just because they had happened to pass by? And specifically take out her research findings?
"Li Yang, what are these?"
The sect elder pulled out a diagram depicting the sun at the center from the backup materials and demanded sternly.
"A stargazing record."
Li Yang showed no fear.
"The sect does not wish to see promising disciples neglect their ambitions over trivial pursuits." The elder stared at Li Yang for quite some time, unwilling to make matters too tense. "Come. Return to the sect with us."
Li Yang could not refuse.
Elsewhere.
The moment Smith entered his front gate, he saw a gray-haired old man. He walked straight over, met the man's gaze, and said, "Teacher."
"Do you still think of me as your teacher?"
The old man shouted harshly, "Instead of cultivating properly, you insist on studying the movement trajectories of the stars. Ruining yourself wasn't