Luo Bi’s eyes widened; she had actually refined a defensive array disk.
Feng Ling was clearly delighted as well. After closing the mechanism of the array disk, a smile appeared in his eyes. He seemed very interested in this defensive array and returned to the glass hall to continue his research.
Luo Bi simply couldn't understand how she had managed to refine an array disk from an alchemy furnace. As she stared out at the torrential rain in confusion, Feng Ling, through some unknown manipulation, managed to remove a small array disk from the center of the large bead of the main disk. It was slightly larger than a ring and shared the same design as the large array disk.
Having gained some experience, Feng Ling went to the study, cut the remaining energy stones into two small pieces, and embedded them into the grooves of the small array disk. He then activated the mechanism directly in the glass hall, forming a small defensive shield covering one square meter.
Even though Feng Ling came from royalty and was well-versed in many things, he couldn't help but be astonished. It was actually a nested "mother-and-child" array disk? Such a skill was not something someone who had never touched array formation could achieve.
Moreover, the leap from alchemy to array formation was an absurdly large gap in expertise.
Perhaps because Luo Bi had created too many miracles, Feng Ling didn't dwell on it. He handed the small defensive array disk directly to her: "Take this for self-defense."
Luo Bi was overjoyed, unable to put the small disk down. With this little array disk, she would be much safer whenever she went out. As for the large array disk, she had no use for it and left it to Feng Ling to deal with as he pleased.
Since Luo Bi was not very familiar with operating array disks, Feng Ling pulled her into his arms and taught her step-by-step.
Only after she had learned how to use it did Luo Bi think of other matters. She mentioned Lan Qiao's invitation and then asked Feng Ling, "Are we going?"
"Let's go. It's just a formality," Feng Ling said, as his relationship with Zhang Cheng was merely average.
Since they were going as guests, they couldn't go empty-handed. After thinking for a moment, Luo Bi decided to bring some nutritious ingredients. She had only lightly seasoned a few stalks of the green vegetables brought from her maiden home this morning; she set aside about half of them, roughly seven or eight taels, which looked presentable enough to give.
Lan Qiao's home was on the fourth floor. When Feng Ling and his wife entered, the room was already crowded with people, all of whom were soldiers and family members from the military base. Luo Bi recognized some of them, but she had never even seen the others.
Seeing Luo Bi enter, Lan Qiao smiled and took the vegetables from her hands: "You should have just come; there was no need to bring anything."
Women and pregnant women are often the most prone to comparison. Someone's gaze fell upon the green vegetables, and a woman with a pointed chin and large eyes covered her mouth and chuckled softly: "Where did you buy these? The vegetables don't look like they grew well; they must have been very cheap, right?"
The woman looked delicate and sweet, and her words didn't seem malicious, but as soon as she spoke, others immediately looked at Luo Bi with disdainful eyes.
Pei Yu clenched her fingers. She had just been mocked because she had brought wild fruits; these people were going too far. The purpose of visiting was to maintain harmony, and as long as the gift was appropriate, it was enough. Even Lan Qiao hadn't said anything; what right did these people have to look down on others?
Luo Bi gave the pointed-chin woman a casual glance but did not respond. Lan Qiao, being carefree, failed to notice the awkward atmosphere and said cheerfully, "Look at what you're saying! I think they look quite good! The stems are just a bit thin and the leaves are a bit small, but they're edible."
She was completely tactless.
The pointed-chin girl was left speechless, yet she still had to maintain a smile on her face. *This senseless, stupid woman, she's going to infuriate me,* she thought.
Unaware that she had been insulted, Lan Qiao went into the kitchen to busy herself with the food.
Pei Yu leaned closer to Luo Bi and nudged the pointed-chin woman, whispering, "That's Bai He, the wife of Gao Yunlin, the adjutant of the Second Combat Team. She is a contract disciple."
(End of Chapter)