After pinning Zahar down and roughhousing for a moment, the three finally stopped their "battle." With Li Qian playing host, they calmly began to drink tea.
Of course, this calm was probably just for show; in reality, there was undoubtedly a hint of sour grapes.
Lu Tianjiao spoke with a hint of jealousy, "Some people start school and are still cautiously poring over books, while others already have their own research bases. The difference between people..."
Hearing this, the corner of Li Qian's mouth twitched. "Can't be helped. It's just talent. It's like a pregnancy—when the time comes, you can't hide it even if you want to."
Upon hearing that, the look on Lu Tianjiao's face was even more priceless.
Seeing Li Qian's smug look, he fought the urge to throw a punch.
"Qianzi, you're a cultivation teacher now. Hurry up and help me evolve a Three-legged Golden Crow!"
"Me too."
Li Qian gave the two of them an exasperated look as they clamored on.
