"Sis, why are you laughing? Do you also find the professor kind of funny?" Xi Rubao noticed Zuzi, who was lost in thought, suddenly chuckle softly and couldn’t help but ask.

Zuzi’s red lips curved slightly: "No, Ancestor just overheard some arrogant clay people spouting rather ignorant thoughts, and found it quite amusing."

Xi Rubao listened, half-understanding: "Sis, clay people have thoughts? They’re probably only capable of passing gas, right?"

"Passing gas? Hmm, makes sense." Zuzi curled her lips into a grin, murmuring lightly, "Being born human, Ancestor gave each a strand of innate Spiritual Energy. As for these clay people, it’s all Ancestor’s fault for not molding them properly; their brains are empty, filled only with waste gas."

Xi Rubao didn’t quite catch it, looking at the news popping up on her phone screen, she covered her mouth and lowered her voice: "Sis, sis, sis, look quickly, that Shangguan Wanwan, who defeated Uncle, is out for an interview! Whew, why isn’t she showing her face but just her back? Hmm? That silhouette in the white dress, how come it’s mimicking Ancestor Sister your style... though it’s far less beautiful than you! And it’s strange, isn’t she a banana kid raised abroad? Why does she favor our Empire’s ancient-style dresses?"

Zuzi glanced indifferently and didn’t comment.

However, Wu Qianman, who was listening attentively to the lesson, gently tugged on Xi Rubao’s sleeve: "Bao Bao, take notes, the exam’s key points are coming up!"

At this moment on the stage, regardless of how distracted the students below were, Professor Peng was still passionately expressing his obsession with the Pangu Tomb:

"No matter how advanced technology becomes, it still can’t handle some archaeological relics, like the stone coffin of Emperor Pangu, which can’t be smashed or opened. Whether the Pangu Axe inside was stolen or melted away is uncertain; whoever can solve this historical mystery might just be enshrined in history forever, enshrined forever..."

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Hospital’s intensive care unit.

Gu Yuzhi had hardly spent any time with Gu Qiusha before he was summoned out by a call from a colleague at the law firm.

This time it was because Granny Yang, the client, upon learning the result of the lawsuit, became so agitated that she suffered respiratory arrest. After barely being resuscitated back, she desperately pleaded to meet Gu Yuzhi.

"This case can’t be considered lost, although Li Meilian was acquitted, the real culprit was found; Granny Yang should be happy, but can’t understand why she’s still causing trouble for Professor Gu..." The colleague muttered somewhat puzzled.

Gu Yuzhi was preoccupied, not answering, and stepped into the intensive care unit.

Actually, he somewhat understood Granny Yang. There are certain obsessions within the human mind that others can’t empathize with.

He tried his best to smile and greet Granny Yang.

Sure enough, Granny Yang excitedly grabbed his hand, repeatedly expressing, "Why could Li Meilian wash away the charges so cleanly? She’s definitely not innocent; I can’t accept the result of this lawsuit..."

Gu Yuzhi looked ashamed: "Granny, this too is one of the few failed lawsuits in my life. I don’t want to accept this outcome either, but legally speaking, she’s indeed not the murderer."

"Professor Gu, I’m old and almost in my grave, I don’t understand legal judgments, only that if Li Meilian is truly as innocent, why didn’t she let me, an old woman who is hospitalized and near death, see my granddaughter? My granddaughter Jiajia, although not biological, I treated her as my own, caring for her sincerely these years. Why did Li Meilian refuse to let her see me? What is she afraid of? Afraid the child might accidentally spill the beans?"

"Granny, wait, tell me more details, how come your granddaughter didn’t visit you?" Gu Yuzhi’s mind inexplicably heightened with alertness; the frustration from losing the lawsuit and facing off Bao Gucheng suddenly tightened.