Even though Jin Lu was stopped by Academician Zhao, he could not help but say, "Don't forget the medical genius, Teng Hua. He's very young and can still be on par with you!"
Jin Lu, who had always been gentle, actually said such a thing. It was obvious that he was really forced into a corner.
Zhao Caihua could not help but glance at him indifferently.
Similarly, the old men were immediately cornered. "There's only one Teng Hua!"
"Jin Lu, stop being biased. Don't think that just because you're talented, you can look down on us elderly. We're your seniors, after all!"
"Hehe, you young people look down on the old. Young people like you who aren't humble won't get far. It's difficult for you to become a master of your generation if you act like this!"
Unexpectedly, Jin Lu flicked his sleeve and left. Academician Zhao followed him unhurriedly. Jin Lu did not go far. He sat on the bench outside the door with a dark expression.
