Pei Ya, frustrated like an iron not turning into steel, turned off his phone, expecting better from this ingrate bunch was less likely than expecting better from himself.
A while later, he reopened the contact group and angrily typed, "Do you want to be punished by copying again?"
The group quieted down for a moment before becoming lively again.
"You startled me, I thought Professor Qiao had appeared."
"Pei Ya, you useless guy, just watching Professor Qiao get slandered?"
"Useless guy!"
"Useless guy!"
Veins on Pei Ya's forehead throbbed, "With all this spare time to curse, why don't you have the time to investigate who wants to target us?"
"You don't need to tell us that, we have already started investigating, waiting for you? The herbs would have withered."
"If someone is indeed scheming, I've already prepared my scalpel, no need to worry."
Pei Ya thought to himself, he was more worried about the mastermind behind the scenes.
