"That child, he has a problem," said Chen Jingyun, causing several people attending the meeting to frown. Feng Luoyi spoke up, "Master Chen, if it's just a trivial matter like this, there's no need to come and tell us in person, right? You can just let your subordinates handle it."
Chen Jingyun shook his head, "It's not just that."
"Please, elaborate."
Chen Jingyun got straight to the point, "This child entered the Immortal Institute mere days ago and deciphered nearly ten mathematical problems in the rear hall of the Transmitting Technique Hall."
Po Li and Gu Ci, less involved in the affairs of the Immortal Institute, didn't comprehend the significance, but the others were moved. Feng Luoyi asked, "Are you sure it was nearly ten? If it was just the Particle Count and Brief Geometry—the Ancient Method Practitioners could realistically have solved those."
