618 Opening the Jade Box 618 Opening the Jade Box Seeing Han Feidao get angry.
The rest did not dare to speak.
Although Han Feidao had a bad temper usually, it was rare to see him this furious.
Jiang Fan really did anger him.
Ling Shu rubbed her temples a bit wearily.
These two were simply never on the same page.
She vaguely understood the reason for this.
One fought for the Human Clan and fell into the Demon Race, while the other betrayed the Human Clan and joined the Demon Race.
Their stances were naturally opposed.
Reconciliation was almost impossible.
She could only stay beside Jiang Fan, silently accompanying him.
She whispered: “Brother, just try your best.”
“Ling Shu will always support you.”
Liu Li, on the other side, rolled her eyes.
Enough already!
She also snorted softly: “There’s no need for you to worry.”
“Jiang Fan knows exactly what he’s doing.”
But her words lacked confidence.
After all, these were lost Demon Race characters, forgotten for four hundred years.
Han Feidao recognized them through Demon Race ancient texts.
How would Jiang Fan possibly know them?
Hun Yuan also shook his head slightly.
The ancient Demon Race characters on the Jade Box had been consulted by many elder demons in Ling Shu’s tribe, all to no avail.
If a Human Clan youth easily deciphered it,
how ironic would that be?
He could barely accept it if it were Han Feidao, this old scholar.
Not long after.
Jiang Fan finished reading the text carefully.
Suddenly enlightened: “It really is a box.”
Huh?
Ling Shu was surprised: “Brother, did you really find something?”
Jiang Fan nodded slightly: “I’ve deciphered all the content.”
“Do you want me to read it to you?”
Ling Shu’s eyes sparkled.
Jiang Fan actually deciphered it!
She nodded repeatedly: “Mhmm, Brother, please go ahead, I’ll take notes.”
“Wait!”
Han Feidao leisurely put down his brush.
He placed a sheet of rice paper full of characters face down on the table and pushed it to Ling Shu.
“I have also deciphered it.”
“After he finishes his interpretation, you can read mine.”
To prevent Jiang Fan from spouting nonsense, Han Feidao wrote the correct translation on paper.
When the time comes, they will compare the two.
Everyone will see at a glance if Jiang Fan was bluffing.
Ling Shu felt awkward.
Wasn’t this putting Jiang Fan in a tough spot?
If Jiang Fan had not deciphered it or made grave mistakes,
wouldn’t he be embarrassed in public?
But with Han Feidao watching, she could only take the paper and helplessly say: “Yes, Elder Han.”
Jiang Fan seemed indifferent.