Wanyan Zhenghe could use the excuse of not knowing the study of spirit runes. If he did that, no one would mock him even if he said that he didn't recognize these runes.
However, as Jin Country's little prince, Wanyan Zhenghe cared a lot about his face and wouldn't announce his incapability in public. Therefore, he glared toward the few students who majored in the study of spirit runes.
His meaning was very clear. (You guys don't even understand such simple spirit runes?)
These students averted their gaze in embarrassment.
"Trash!"
Wanyan Zhenghe scolded.
"Teacher, don't keep us in suspense anymore. Please tell us!"
Someone outside urged.
"These are all Spirit-Gathering Runes!"
Sun Mo gave out the answer, but before his last note ended, someone let out a piercing scream as if their butt had been pierced by a rusty metal pike.
"Impossible!"
