Lul Xun watched Zhuge Liang with bitterness. The youth before him, only two years his elder, seemed to possess an overwhelming intellectual advantage. Lul Xun had exhausted all his questions, and Zhuge Liang had sparked insights with each answer. What caused Lul Xun even more discomfort was Zhuge Liang's indifferent demeanor, which never changed regardless of the question; Zhuge Liang maintained the same impassive expression.
"Do you have any more questions?" Zhuge Liang calmly asked as he put down the "Weit Liaozi" that Cai Yan had silently written, looking at Lul Xun who was staring intently at him. It wasn't because he was multitasking, but rather that Zhuge Liang's mind wasn't on the book. The questions Lul Xun asked were also enlightening for Zhuge Liang, and as for the book, Zhuge Liang had read it countless times already.
"How can you know everything!" Lul Xun exclaimed through clenched teeth.
