It wasn't entirely flattery, but rather the honest truth.
The boss continued to carve some strange lines into a large piece of wood. It looked like he was drawing the wind, but it didn't quite seem like it.
Qin Niu had asked the boss before if he was drawing the wind, and he had been met with a cold shoulder, not even receiving a response.
"Please wait!"
The boss said without lifting his head.
That wait lasted for more than an hour.
After the boss carved the last fine line, Qin Niu actually felt a breeze emerge from the wood.
Perhaps it was because his cultivation of the Medicine King Sutra had reached the Spirit Qi Realm that he was able to sense the subtle changes inside the wood.
"Ah, it's a failure again!"
However, the boss shook his head and sighed deeply, showing an expression of defeat.
