Feng Jun truly could not stand Elder Dian Jing. He had come to understand the man's temperament fairly well; he harbored no ill intentions.
But Feng Jun simply felt uncomfortable around him, so he chose not to associate with him.
If he wanted Divination, no problem—just bring Spirit Stones. Feng Jun could even scold him a couple of times to vent his frustration.
He wanted to freeload on Feng Jun's Divination and have him complete the refining of the formation disk? Sorry, but he could get as far away as possible.
Of course, avoiding him entirely was not a solution either. So Feng Jun came to Liba Beach every few days, always arriving in the morning and leaving at noon. If Yi Jue brought him semi-finished products for Divination, he would do it. If she did not... then he left when it was time.
As for refusing to perform Divination? That was impossible too. He had agreed to it long ago, and he was getting a share of the proceeds.
People he disliked could be left hanging, but he still had to shoulder the responsibilities he ought to bear. At most, he could act a little lackadaisical.
His attitude caused Elder Dian Jing no small amount of suffering. Most technical experts shared a common flaw: they were impatient, especially when results were close at hand.
Feng Jun's habit of showing up only once every three to five days made Elder Dian Jing grind his teeth in frustration. Yet he had another quirk: aside from matters of formations, he did not reprimand others.
It was not that he had never reprimanded anyone before, but experience had taught him that if he scolded people over matters outside formations, he would likely be the one humiliated in the end. In other words, formations