"Saint Son, Yang Chan of the Spirit Medicine Tower was likely prepared. Our plan is probably going to fail!"
Lu Feng went to Quasi-Saint Son Gongye Zhe's courtyard. After reporting his findings, he slowly voiced his suspicions.
Goading tactics are only effective if they provoke an immediate reaction. Once they have time to think, such methods are useless.
Back at the Spirit Medicine Tower, he'd had a bad feeling when the first attempt failed. By the time the third try yielded no results, he had already guessed that their plan was unlikely to succeed.
Even with the half-month challenge, the time allowed would be more than enough for Yang Chan to prepare, dooming their plan to failure.
This was why Lu Feng had come personally to Gongye Zhe's courtyard to report.
It wasn't for lack of trying—the enemy was simply too cunning.
He had none of the bearing of a Genius Pharmacist. He was far too cautious, refusing to give him even the slightest opening.
