Big Shot's Sweetheart Shocked the World Again! Chapter 966: The Little Ancestor Says the Lord’s Calligraphy

Especially when she saw Gu Shiyin still engaging with the crowd confidently and diplomatically, Bai Fei beca even angrier and shouted once more:

"I, I won’t allow you to distort the hist..."

Just as Bai Fei was about to gather his strength and assert his masculinity, ready to fiercely refute this White Lotus and make Zuzi behind the Jade Coffin admire him.

Feng Tang, who had just reached the entrance of the small tomb chamber, paused his steps and turned his head, frowning. In a strong voice, he raised his tone a few degrees and said, "What Arican history? This is clearly the tomb of our Empire’s ancestors, how did it beco Arica’s?"

Poor Bai Fei’s little voice was drowned out once again, and he swallowed his frustration: "Damn, that’s what I was about to say too..."

Everyone’s attention was imdiately drawn back to Feng Tang.

Only Yin Hu noticed Bai Fei and was surprised: "Mr. Bai, what are you doing here?"

Bai Fei burst out with anger: "Darn it, I was just about to ask you why you’re with these traitors."

Yin Hu was choked up: "Miss Gu didn’t an it that way, she... she’s just discussing the matter objectively."

Even though he heard the assertion that "the owner of the ancient tomb was not from the Empire," which made him inexplicably uncomfortable, seeing the serious expression on Gu Shiyin’s face convinced him that this was professional archaeological work, and as a martial artist, he wasn’t qualified to comnt randomly.

Bai Fei didn’t want to pay him any attention and scurried over to Feng Tang, pulling the old man’s arm as they walked back: "Hey, Lao Feng, let’s you and I have a good debate with them!"

Make more friends, and reduce enemies.

He understood this principle!

Feng Tang glared at him: "You brat, aren’t you a doctor? What do you know about archaeology!"

Bai Fei: "..." These fairies and ancestors look down on , huh.

Feng Tang’s words were harsh, but his patriotic heart was genuine.

He stepped forward, full of energy, and addressed Gu Shiyin and Davis: "Although the tomb owner is still a mystery, his nationality is beyond doubt. You all stop the livestream right now and stop misleading the online viewers!"

Davis did not recognize Feng Tang, nor did he care about this short old man from the Empire: "Ignorant people are unworthy of discussing archaeology."

Seeing that Feng Tang’s gaze was becoming murderous, Gu Shiyin hurriedly diffused the situation, personally reiterating Davis’s major points one by one, advising: "Professor Feng, Dean Davis is an expert in world history, and the points he’s made are indeed irrefutable."

"Who said they’re irrefutable?!" Feng Tang replied firmly. "What nonsense about the great hall patterns being unique to Ancient Ro? The Empire’s ’Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art’ had formulas for polygons, circles, and arches, as well as formulas for volus of various solids, a thousand years before the Western world! Not to ntion the geotric formulas in the ’Zhou Bi Suan Jing,’ which predate the Western Pythagorean theorem by 800 generations! Geotric patterns aren’t your Western invention. Our Empire is the ancestor!"

The crowd held their breath: "..." Damn, archaeologists with a grasp of mathematics are really sothing; why didn’t they think of this angle?

Zuzi behind the Jade Coffin lazily raised a finger, gesturing towards the Fu Xiqin: "What books are they talking about? Didn’t your master’s math book survive? Why rely on these juniors to support the stage?"

Fu Xiqin swallowed: "Ancestor, the master’s book, I suspect humans wouldn’t understand it..."

Zuzi understood: "Oh, I see. Indeed, the characters Cang Jie made for him were rather ugly."

Initially uninterested in the noisy argunt outside, she now found Feng Tang’s indignation a bit intriguing, and couldn’t help but continue to listen to him speak passionately—