Chen Ping listened very attentively.
As the saying went, true teachings fit on a single sheet of paper; false teachings filled ten thousand books.
As a Level 9 Soul Engineer who often exchanged knowledge with other Soul Engineers from the Douluo Three Kingdoms, Mo Fang knew very well some of the common shortcomings of Soul Engineers outside Sun Moon.
Seeing Chen Ping's slightly surprised expression after listening, Mo Fang raised his eyebrows. "What? What I just told you ought to count as words of wisdom, at least. Don't tell me none of it sank in, brat?"
Chen Ping could only smile wryly. "How could that be? It's just that, Professor Mo, as a Level 9 Soul Engineer of the Sun Moon Empire, isn't it a little inappropriate for you to explain so many things so thoroughly?"
At that, Mo Fang burst out laughing.
"What's inappropriate about it? Haven't you heard of nurturing bandits to preserve one's authority?"
"If you become a Level 9 Soul Engineer not long after going back, that would be the best outcome for me."
"When it comes to resources, every extra bite you eat is one less bite for someone else. Do you think reaching Level 9 means you no longer have to fight red-faced with others over them?"
"As for anyone asking questions afterward, I'll just spread my hands and deny everything. By then, the person responsible for this matter should be Jing Hongchen."
At this point, Mo Fang stood up and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window, a meaningful look appearing in his eyes.
From here, he could see the students downstairs, who had yet to finish dividing into groups, as well as Lin Jiayi, who was overseeing the drawing of lots.
"Does Jing Hongchen think that after screwing me over back then, I'll