"Thank you. I understand now." Shang Lingyi's smile was somewhat forced, and she quickly changed the subject. "But I still hope to visit Teacher Yan's laboratory. After all, this is the first time my family has entrusted me with a large sum of money to invest. I have to be careful."
"This... all right."
Yan Yi had no reason to refuse. For research groups like theirs, receiving funding and visitors was perfectly normal. The Wireless Research Group's external funding was already considered scarce. The Martial Arts Club, which researched combat arts, was the real favorite of outside sponsors. For example, the Wolf-Eagle Fist Martial Arts Club was fully funded by the Simai clan, one of Yanjing's aristocratic families. Who knew how many of the bizarre techniques those martial arts fanatics developed day and night had flowed into the hands of such powerful clans and nobles, only to reveal their brilliance on moonless nights when killers were on the prowl.
Besides, Shang Lingyi had brought Lou Yinhai with her. Yan Yi could ignore Shang Lingyi's dignity, but to some extent, she still had to consider the thoughts of Lou Yinhai, one of the Imperial Academy's martial pillars.
The laboratory was not large, and Shang Lingyi quickly looked around it once. She glanced about like an outsider, while Lou Yinhai, the expert, kept exclaiming over how impressive everything was. The moment he saw the machine on the experiment table, his eyes lit up. "Are you testing Professor Fu's negative feedback theory?"
"Yes. Repeated tests have proven that it can indeed effectively reduce signal errors." Yan Yi said, "Next, I plan to..."
As the two Imperial Academy teachers began an academic discussion where he understood every word but nothing when they were strung together, Le Yu noticed that Shang Lingyi's movements were rather