"President? Just say the word. Who are we taking down now?" Master Gou said with a chuckle.
Back in the meeting room, Mo Qiong rolled his eyes and said with a laugh, "Xiao Gou, you're being naughty. Turn into a loli and let me see."
Master Gou's lips twitched. His face swelled up, and he couldn't say anything for a long while.
Seeing the two of them joking around, the researcher had already prepared to take notes and sat down beside Mo Qiong.
"President, tell us about Rong's Feather first," the researcher said with a smile.
Mo Qiong rubbed his Adam's apple and thought, Looks like I've gained another nickname.
Then he said, "Rong's Feather was sent by Qin Huali to the west of Youze, the former Western Regions of Loulan, now near the edge of the Taklamakan."
"Its exact location was roughly eight hundred li southwest of the Ancient Loulan Ruins. We can't narrow it down any further."
The researcher took notes. "What are its traits?"
"First, it ignites anything that touches it. That really misled us before, making us think it could activate the ignition point of all things," Mo Qiong said with a smile.
"Isn't that the case?" the researcher asked, looking up.
"Of course not. Whenever any living thing touches it, it itself bursts into flame. In other words, it's basically a lighter with infinite fuel," Mo Qiong said with a smile.
Master Gou laughed. "Good grief, you startled me. So it's just a 'lighter.' The Mohist disciple's description was seriously misleading."
"Rong in ancient times was the official responsible for preserving fire and managing the baomao grass. The name itself isn't wrong. There's more to the 'ignites upon contact' trait, too. The flames produced by Rong's Feather vary according to the environment. The higher the