Without any questioning, he had answered correctly once again.
Shock appeared on the expressions of the two elders as they looked at each other.
Zhao Feng seemed to feel something because the changes after the 4th scene had exceeded the limits of geniuses, unless they had high understanding.
The white robed old man sighed as he opened the 7th scene.
The 7th picture was much harder than before and Zhao Feng had to fully circulate his left eye to see the truth.
This time, he considered for a moment before giving an incorrect answer.
Hu~
The white robed elder and red faced elder let out a breath. If Zhao Feng was able to answer correctly again, then he would be a monster genius but how were they supposed to know that Zhao Feng had purposely given a wrong answer?
“I am the vice-head of the Grass-Wood Division, would you like to enter the Grass-Wood Division and take me as your master?” The red faced elder gave a faint smile.
Vice-head? Master?