Covering his nose, he pushed aside the underbrush.
Bi Fang promptly entered a code in the live stream room to avoid causing discomfort, and prodded with a stick.
It wasn't dry, quite fresh.
[Is this... bear poop?]
[It's much smaller, could it be wolf's?]
[Didn't Master Fang say there are no wolves in Japan? Must be dog's then.]
[Feels like it's from a deer...]
Seeing the barrage of comments, Bi Fang almost rolled his eyes.
So all his previous teachings had been in vain.
Stabbing the ground with his spear, Bi Fang yelled, "People! This is human feces! Don't you even know what your own usually looks like?"]
[Ah, this...]
[Scratches head...]
[Awkward...]
[Teacher Fang, I was wrong, please punish me harshly (taking off shirt)]
[Nantong, roll away]
Most of the audience in the live stream room fell silent, only a small part mocked the "Fang scholars" who had been seriously analyzing earlier.
