Working with Yan Ping was a completely different experience from working with other Elders and Senior Researchers. Ke Xing was both honoured for the rare opportunity and glad that it was finally over. Many people knew just how demanding Yan Ping was. Yet, not many truly understood the pressure of working with their sect leader. Yan Ping’s title as the best researcher in the Mystical Qilin Sect was not due to her status. Anyone who doubted her skills should contest her for it.
"You’ve worked hard," Yan Ping acknowledged the exhausted senior researcher who spent the last five nights without sleep to revise calculation after calculation to refine a working array they developed in two days. In her words, it was "not efficient enough" and had the possibility to "be better".
Ke Xing could not even pretend to be courteous. She was ntally drained, even if Assistant Hu kept them fed every al with a reminder for breaks. She swore never to skip als for research ever again if she did not want to turn out like Yan Ping.
Their sect leader was a very capable person. She earned everyone’s respect that way. However, nobody told her Yan Ping was also a hardcore perfectionist who could never be satisfied with anything. In many ways, Senior Researcher Ke admired Anji’s tenacity. Only their successor could put up with their sect leader’s expectations.
"I’ll let the committee know about your project extension so you can take a short breather. I’ll be off now. Rember to cover for Ci Wang’s al schedule in my absence. I will also know if word gets out that she’s not in the Gingko Sanctuary like she should be."
The threat and praise in the sa breath made Assistant Hu stiffen. However, they did not have ti to confirm or refute. Yan Ping had already taken to the air with their presents tucked into her sleeve pockets. The birthday present that Assistant Hu worked hard to prepare over the last few days was stashed safely with the spell design. Although it was nothing impressive, he worked silently while the ladies were perfecting the long-distance voice transmission spell. It was just a simple magnifying glass with a handcrafted wooden handle imbued with spells, allowing Anji to read smaller fonts easily.
Just as suddenly as Yan Ping appeared in their courtyard, she was gone. Ke Xing groaned and promptly collapsed.
"I need a nap and a bath."
Smiling wryly, Assistant Hu prepared a warm tub of water. It must have been difficult for his childhood friend to handle the pace of research their sect leader set. However, there was no resentnt in Ke Xing’s tone, only exhaustion.
"I hope the birthday celebration is enjoyable," he said to nobody in particular. Senior Researcher Ke humd in response and promptly drifted to sleep while the bath was filling.
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