Lu Ferng looked at Ding Fan with some confusion in his eyes. The other party's calm demeanor at this moment was really baffling to him, a feeling he rarely experienced, only with cultivators more powerful than himself. But even knowing the other party wasn't handing in a blank paper didn't mean much.
He didn't believe the other party could write out the spiritual materials at the same time the examiner elder was placing them. That was simply not something a human could do, especially given the other party was so young and about the same age as himself. If it were an elder alchemist of Seventh Grade or above with white hair, he might believe it.
But as for Ding Fan, he absolutely wouldn't believe it.
Therefore, Lu Ferng couldn't understand what the other party was writing in that time. Perhaps that's why he found it hard to see through him. Lu Ferng comforted himself with this thought.
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