Zhan Yun saw Lu Wuyan looking at him, and without a second thought, he said, "What's mine is also my wife's, and since she said she's given you the formula, then it's yours."
Feng Lingxue gave a slight smile, quite satisfied, "That's more like it."
Lu Wuyan, with both hands respectfully holding the formula, bowed deeply to Zhan Yun, "I really can't thank you enough!"
After expressing his gratitude to Zhan Yun, Lu Wuyan's gaze fixed on the formula. Then, he became thoroughly engrossed in studying and deducing, completely oblivious to his surroundings.
Seeing Lu Wuyan like this, Taoist Priest Xing Yang suddenly said, "Alright, now no one needs to bother with Old Lu. His brain is a single-core processor; once he sees something that captivates him, you could kick him twice, and he wouldn't feel a thing."
Everyone laughed heartily and then sat down around a coffee table.
Song Tianyi prepared tea for everyone, and at this point, all eyes turned to Feng Lingxue.