Quarrel (2)

Elder Wu's eyes lit up. "You've explored such a large area in such a short time. How impressive!"

Elder Mei shrugged and sighed. "I'm getting old. I'm already a little tired… Well, off you go."

He didn't like having too many people around since it would affect his thinking process.

After all, studying formations was a complicated process. If he was disturbed, he would need to start from the beginning again.

Elder Wu nodded and was going to lead the team away.

Elder Mei glanced at Feng Wu. "Young lady, do some solid work."

Apparently, he thought Feng Wu had been bragging before.

What was he referring to? The paper crane, the crown prince, or both?

Feng Wu smiled at him. "I think one should be humble and accept their old age."

Elder Mei's eyes widened.

He was a formation master.