The experiment had failed again, casting a somber mood over the area.
"Has everyone wilted just like that?"
The silver-haired elder grunted discontentedly, "After only a few failures, you all look like this. How can I be confident in entrusting the research institute to you?"
"It's already been 236 times..." someone in the crowd retorted in a low voice.
"Who's speaking!" The silver-haired elder suddenly turned around, his eyes wide with fury like an angry lion, "Step out and say it to my face!"
The loud voice echoed in the room, causing the researchers to bow their heads, unable to meet his gaze.
Wow, that's quite a loud voice.
Shao Zifeng stood at the back of the crowd, stealthily sizing up the silver-haired elder.
The elder was not tall, appearing to be over 60 years old but still looking very robust. He wore a wrinkled, somewhat yellowish white lab coat over a faded red thermal shirt.
