Chapter 1068: Chapter 1068: This small matter is not enough to catch the attention of the ancestor
Zhao Tianfang was furious, and before he could say anything, a nearby mathematics expert, who was cautiously organizing the library, shouted in anger, “What did they say? Kneel down? Such audacity!”
This group of experts didn’t know who these people were, but heard clearly the words about making Bai Chuwei kneel down and apologize, and instantly beca so angry their heads seed about to twist off.
Who is Bai Chuwei?
A Divine Doctor who generously taught the Spiritual Dao Thirteen Needles Technique, and now has donated so many dical books without charge, openly available for all Chinese dical students to study and use.
Who else could achieve this?
Who could be as generous as her? Not asking for a penny!
The progress of dicine is a major event benefiting all of humanity; we don’t expect so much gratitude from abroad, but you have to have so sense, right?
Demanding that Bai Chuwei kneel down to apologize as your opening? Damn it!
Utterly despicable.
The dical experts were so angry they jumped up, stopping their organization of dical books, cornering Zhao Tianfang, spittle flying from their mouths, “Who dares make Bai Chuwei kneel, don’t expect to get on my operating table in the future!”
“Old Zhao, you have to give us an explanation, otherwise the dical community of China will not let this go.” Zhao Tianfang had not yet answered, when an elder next to him grabbed Zhao Tianfang’s collar and shouted.
Zhao Tianfang was feeling dizzy.
He barely escaped from the clutches of these indignant dical experts, gathering Xiao Yi and the others for an urgent eting.
“The vote is probably real; the Blood Clan’s attitude is very firm, openly stating that if we want to win and keep the East’s last god, Bai Chuwei must kneel and openly apologize.”
Zhao Tianfang’s forehead veins bulged with anger, slapping the marble table, his breath hot and filled with curses, “Those shaless bastards, daydreaming.”
Xiao Yi shrugged helplessly and continued, “Their aning is for us to consider, to choose what to do.”
Bai Chuwei is indeed quite powerful and impressive; currently, in China’s cultivation world, she is the only cultivator who can stand up and is red through and through.
She alone can rival thousands of troops.
She once gave the Chinese people the New Year gift of restoring the Dragon Vein, being called a “Celestial.”
Celestial, celestial, yet after all, not a god.
You decide for yourselves whether Bai Chuwei should maintain her dignity, refuse to apologize to death, or let the East be devoid of gods like the West.
This is simply a deadlock.
The eting room was silent, and everyone fell into extre difficulties.
It’s like the palm and back of the hand are both flesh, making it hard to decide.
In the end, Zhao Tianfang gritted his teeth, “Just tell Senior Bai Chuwei about this directly and let her make a decision.”
Zhao Tianfang had beco wise; when faced with an indecision, it was better to hand it over to Bai Chuwei herself than to offer a haphazard suggestion.
The ssage reached Bai Chuwei by that evening, yet what was unexpected to everyone was… Bai Chuwei gave no response.
Not only did she not respond, but she leisurely returned to the Imperial Capital to attend university.
There were still a few days before the scheduled ti for the Dao Companion contract, and the universities in the Imperial Capital were urging her intensely, with the Chancellor of Imperial University calling every few days to ask when she would return, consistently punctual like clocking in daily.
Bai Chuwei simply went back to Imperial University, just waiting for Duan Xueqin and the others to prepare the ceremonial attire.
The Dao Companion contract isn’t a wedding ceremony, there aren’t many rules, it can be done anyti, anywhere.
As for the Blood Clan’s notification?
The ancestor couldn’t be bothered to care.
This little matter is not worth her notice.
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