Although this was the wrong occasion for it, Chu Yao, the Literary Qi Incarnation, still spared a bit of attention to reflect on where his education had gone astray. Of course, he was not saying that Lin Feng's actions were bad. In fact, the harsher and more ruthless a Literary Scholar's methods were, the brighter their employment prospects became. They could advance by establishing great achievements, or retreat by protecting themselves; fight bravely against enemies in times of war, and farm peacefully in times of peace. Their employment prospects were exceptionally broad.
But—
Why had such a seemingly harmless Way of the Scholar as [Qi Min Yao Shu] developed such a method of use? Or, to put it another way, how had Lingde discovered that these grain varieties could use flesh and blood as nourishment, transforming from edible plants into man-eaters?
Chu Yao, the Literary Qi Incarnation, had many worries.
At that moment, his gaze was sharply caught by Lin Feng.
The girl's cold face softened by three degrees, gaining a little warmth. "Teacher, you don't need to worry about your student's safety. Although I am not very capable, I can still protect myself. I absolutely will not disgrace your reputation."
Having an excessively capable teacher put enormous pressure on a student. She had to be cautious in everything she said and did, always cautious. She feared that one day she might hear someone say, "How did Chu Wu Hui end up taking on such a useless student?" If that happened, Lin Feng would go mad.
Over the years, she had kept her nerves taut, striving to match Chu Yao in every aspect. Her teacher was the foremost authority in domestic affairs, so she had to excel in the Ministry of Revenue as well. Her teacher fought fiercely on the