Entering a Meditative State
Alvin looked at Zhang Qiang with suspicion...
Only after Zhang Qiang placed a thumb-sized jade token in Alvin's hand...
When Alvin saw the Heavenly-Script-like characters on it...
He finally realized that Zhang Qiang really had given him some incomprehensible thing at the restaurant that day...
Alvin turned the jade token over in his hand, then stared at it with furrowed brows for a long time. In the end, he still couldn't make heads or tails of it.
The principal grew a little angry with embarrassment and snapped at Zhang Qiang, "What the hell is this supposed to mean?
Are you making fun of me because I can't read?
You hand me a piece of junk jade—how am I supposed to know if it's real or fake?"
Zhang Qiang rubbed his temples with a headache. This was the trouble with dealing with Alvin...
It was hard for someone like Zhang Qiang to figure out what set this guy off, because there was no way to relate...
Their needs were completely different, which was why Alvin seemed so "eccentric" to those big shots!
Wu Fengji couldn't bear to watch Zhang Qiang squirm. She smiled and shook her head. "You should try giving the jade token to Shang-Chi...
Just because you can't understand it doesn't mean Shang-Chi can't."
Alvin glanced at Shang-Chi and scoffed. "How could this good-for-nothing, who didn't even graduate from high school, understand it?"
Then Alvin seemed to catch on. He looked at the inscrutable Wu Fengji and frowned. "Don't tell me this thing recognizes people?
If you discriminate against the Manhattan Axe, you're in for a world of hurt!"
Wu Fengji shook her head, amused. "Some things from ancient times seem rather supernatural...
Well, it's not discrimination. It needs to be activated by a source