Before Aunt Qing left, she told Feng Wu that if someone dared to bully her, just go to the logistics department to find her, and she would definitely not give that person food!
Feng Wu smiled and thanked Aunt Qing.
After Aunt Qing left, Feng Wu curiously asked Master Wang: "What is Aunt Qing's background? I think Wu has nothing to do with her."
Wang Zhiheng and Feng Wu are actually not familiar with each other, but they can't help but Feng Wu, a girl like her, becomes familiar with her.
Before he even realized it, he was having a normal conversation with Feng Wu.
Master Wang: "You don't know?"
Feng Wu: "I don't know."
Master Wang: "Don't she take good care of you? Don't you look very familiar?"
Feng Wu: "Hey, I just came in to report today, and Aunt Qing has just met me for the first time. Will she take care of me... Could it be that I am so good-looking that everyone likes her?"
Master Wang: "..."
Not to mention, the little girl in front of me is really cute and cute, and just looking at her makes people feel good, just like the sunshine around her fills the room.
This little girl might as well be called Little Jiaoyang.
Maybe some little girls are born to be loved. Master Wang thought in his heart.
"Then do you know the director of the Magic Costume Department?" Master Wang asked Feng Wu.
Feng Wu: "I know, I heard that I am currently in retreat."
Master Wang: "The director of the Magic Costume Department, his surname is Qing."
Feng Wu covered her lips: "So Aunt Qing is actually... the minister's wife?"
Master Wang nodded.
Feng Wu: "It doesn't look like anything at all."
You must know that the Minister of Magical Equipment Department is under the direct leadership of Dean Xu, and is at the same level as the Great Elder Dongfang and the Great Elder Helian.
But Aunt Qing looked like a white-faced steamed bun, meaty, and a bit fierce... She was the minister's wife? Feng Wu really didn't dare to believe it.
Master Wang told Feng Wu: "This is a tortuous story. If you have time, you can ask Aunt Qing."
He doesn't spread gossip.
Feng Wu nodded in agreement.
Even Master Wang himself didn't know that after this short episode, the distance between him and Feng Wu had become much closer invisibly, and it was not at all like the feeling of unfamiliarity and estrangement he had when they first met.
After all, he is the person in charge of the Imperial College and Yang Zhihu's brother, so Feng Wu must be a good friend.
Master Wang asked Feng Wu: "What level is your inscription?"
Feng Wu answered honestly: "Eighth level."
Master Wang frowned and stared at Feng Wu: "Tell the truth!"
Xiaofeng Wu was really distressed. It was obvious that every time she told the truth, everyone thought she was bragging. Alas, she was really in trouble.
Feng Wu said seriously: "...This is the truth."
Master Wang's face immediately turned ugly.
He originally had a good impression of Feng Wu. He thought the little girl was handsome, with sparkling eyes and charming eyes, but he didn't expect her to be so... flamboyant!
Since she is Yang Zhihu’s student, she is also Wang Zhiheng’s student, and he must discipline her well!
At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.
Tuk-tuk-tuk--
Master Wang: "Come in."
The person who came in was Master Yang's apprentice, Mo Ziming.
"Master." After Mo Ziming came in, he didn't look at Feng Wu. He took out a board full of words and asked Master Wang: "The inscription on this board cannot be moved. I have checked it ten times."
, but still...it doesn’t work.”
Mo Ziming frowned, very confused.
Mo Ziming's set of inscriptions are to be engraved on the formation. They are used by elder-level practitioners and must not be careless.