When Chen Youjia woke up, her mind was still numb.
It felt as though her brain had been replaced by an iron lump, still buzzing nonstop.
Wang Qi sat across from her, a book resting on his knees. But he was not reading it. Instead, he sighed. "Youjia... what were you doing?"
Chen Youjia opened her mouth. "I might have..."
"I was still talking over there, and then you just slammed your head straight into the table." Wang Qi sighed. "Do you know that Dai Taichong was so scared he immediately asked for leave, saying he needed to go back and clear his head..."
Chen Youjia opened her mouth. "Wang Qi, I..."
"Honestly... if you can't think of it, then don't force yourself to think, all right? Don't you get tired? Huh? The last person who did that is still watching us from the heavens!"
"Let me speak..."
"What did I tell you before? Huh? Be careful. Don't try to compete with me. I'm different." Wang Qi sighed. "Why won't you listen?"
"Give me..."
Wang Qi felt that he had built up enough emotion. "Do you know how worried I was..."
"Let me finish! Give me paper and a pen!"
Wang Qi stared at her in astonishment. "I thought the atmosphere was really good just now..."
Chen Youjia gritted her teeth and waved a hand. Three sheets of paper and a hard pen flew into her palm on their own. But that action alone made her head ache. "Ugh..."
"Didn't you hear what I just said?" Wang Qi frowned, genuinely a little unhappy now. "Only the living may hear the Great Dao..."
"I know!" Chen Youjia said. "I know Calculator Lord's method... that... it's..."
With a snap, she broke the pen shaft in her grip.
Wang Qi could only take