Three days later.
Master Qian, accompanied by several disciples, walked across the Rainbow Bridge, heading towards the Medicine Garden.
"Those books given by Master Zheng, have you read them?"
Master Qian seemed to recall something, asking his disciples.
The disciples looked at each other, seemingly a bit guilty.
"We have!"
"What insights do you have?"
Master Qian continued to inquire.
"..."
The disciples glanced at each other, each prompting the other with their eyes... as if urging someone to speak.
"What's the matter? No insights at all?"
"..."
"How did I accept such dull disciples!"
"..."
"How are you supposed to teach others in the future?"
"..."
A younger disciple, who was also most favored, spoke up: "Master, whether it's the genes or heredity discussed in the books, they are all matters unheard of by us... We truly cannot comprehend them!"
"Why not have Master teach us?"
"..."
Master Qian's face slowly stiffened.
