3399: Who's the Traitor?

Who's the Traitor?

Elder Wu had never seen a girl more proud than Feng Wu. How could she be so ridiculous?1

"Don't you know who Master Duanmu is? How dare you say that?" Elder Wu looked at Feng Wu and sighed. "He's the best inscription master in Nest. He's second only to Master Linghu in the Junwu Empire!

"Do you know how many years we've been working on the research of fighter jets? We've been researching it even before you were born! It's only now that we've made a little progress!

"The drawings in your hand were drawn by our Master Duanmu with all his heart and soul. In the end, you're saying it's your work. Does that mean it's yours?

"There are inscriptions and numbers all over it. Do you understand? How dare you boast that it's yours? Little girl, this world is much bigger than you think. Your good looks won't work all the time. In our line of work, knowledge is the most important thing!"

The more Elder Wu spoke, the more serious he became. The surrounding people also nodded.

Elder Qing nodded as well. He looked at Feng Wu accusingly.

"Elder Wu is right. In the field of inscriptions, knowledge is indeed essential. If you understand, you understand. If you don't, you don't. No one can skip a step. Everyone has to learn the knowledge bit by bit from the beginning to the end. No one can steal other people's achievements!"

Aunt Qing pinched Elder Qing's arm.

Elder Qing frowned in pain and looked at her in confusion.

Aunt Qing whispered, "You don't know Miss Wu at all. What right do you have to say that? In my opinion, Master Duanmu might have stolen the blueprints from Master Wang!"

Although Aunt Qing lowered her voice, everyone here was a capable cultivator. How could they not hear her?

Master Duanmu turned to stare at Aunt Qing.

Aunt Qing didn't back down. "Why are you staring at me? Am I wrong? Before dawn this morning, I saw one of Master Wang's disciples running toward you. He ran into Master Duanmu's room. You can't deny that!"

To be more precise, she was talking about the time between three to five in the morning.

What was Master Wang's disciple doing in Master Duanmu's room at that hour?

Well…

Master Wang exclaimed, "The design of my fighter jet was still there last night. I hugged it in my arms to sleep, but it's gone now. It's been replaced with a pile of waste paper!"

As he spoke, Master Wang took out the oil paper bag from his pocket and showed it to everyone!

Everyone looked at him in confusion. Could it really be…

At this moment, Master Duanmu wished he could slap himself to death.

Why did he have to provoke Aunt Qing? It wasn't like he didn't know that she had a big mouth and always spoke her mind!

Master Duanmu gave Elder Qing a warning glance.

Normally, Elder Qing would side with Master Duanmu, but Feng Wu obviously had the crown prince's support now. Master Duanmu was protected by his status as a Level 9 inscription master, but Elder Qing wasn't.

Therefore, Elder Qing lowered his head and pretended not to notice Master Duanmu's gaze.

Master Duanmu was furious.

Meanwhile, Master Wang rushed to Aunt Qing's side. "Who was it? Which of my disciples entered Duanmu's room?"

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