Lu Yuan held the sheet of paper and admonished like an old grandpa, "This contains many methods, don't underestimate it, go show off to your colleagues later."
"Why are you always thinking about showing off!" Lu Qingqing complained.
"I'm like a lone wolf in the desert, I hardly ever even talk to people, can't I show off a bit?"
Lu Yuan was unapologetic.
Lu Qingqing was just a young girl who had not yet stepped into society and didn't have strong emotional control, so his words made her eyes redden and rendered her somewhat speechless.
She knew some intelligence and understood that life in the Pangu Continent was hard.
The light descriptions likely hid immense hardships.
Thinking this, suddenly a bubble popped out of her nose. She hurriedly covered her nose with her hand, her face turning red.