After Tang Wenji learned the full story, she truly found it both irritating and amusing. Did he think listening to Boss Feng's lecture was like attending a meeting?
In her view, people like that simply had no idea of their own limits. There were more than four thousand people present—how many such people could there be?
However, this was not something that could be dealt with immediately, so she had Gu Jiahui keep an eye on the man while she went back inside.
Feng Jun's two-hour lecture passed in the blink of an eye. The most fitting description was: not a dull moment from beginning to end.
This was a lecture on the Dao, not a story or a movie. It was relatively dry material, yet it kept four thousand people sitting perfectly still the entire time. The weather was still cold, which showed just how compelling it was.
After finishing, Feng Jun told everyone to sort through their thoughts. Two minutes later, he began answering questions.
Bathroom breaks? Sorry, those did not exist. Whether they wanted to listen or use the restroom was their own choice. The teachings had never been lightly imparted; no one would leave time for bathroom breaks while transmitting the Dao. That was simply how true teachings of the Dao worked.
Azure Firmament Master, however, finally let out a breath of relief. He was genuinely getting on in years, and Chen Shengwang was seated beside him.
Chen Shengwang was Fanghu's sole remaining heir. He had recently selected four promising disciples, and he also had four fellow Daoists with whom he still maintained ties. He had brought all eight of them to this lecture, and had personally returned from the Leo Kingdom—naturally, via a Teleportation Array Disc.
Chen Shengwang was practically half an insider at Luo