Han Sen understood what Wang Lin was thinking. From an adaptation perspective, Jadeskin was the correct adaptation.
It was just like translating an article from another race. The meaning was translated correctly, but some of the words used were questionable. This was not wrong. As long as one understood these two languages, they would naturally be sure that the translation was correct.
If Han Sen had really used the words that were debatable as mistakes, it would have made the professionals laugh.
If Han Sen hadn't learned Jadeskin and discovered the secret of the Cold Order, he'd be sure the translation was correct.
But what Han Sen saw now wasn't just a superficial translation. It wasn't just a mistake, either. It was a mistake that had been made in the first place.
For example, in the past, humans believed that the sun revolved around the earth, which was a basic common sense mistake. If the basis of this theory was wrong, then the relevant inferences derived from it were all wrong.
But with the knowledge of the time, no one knew it was wrong.
Everyone thought the Frost Sutra was a Yin Qi Gong, and the hyper geno art was based on it. While it seemed correct, the hyper geno art was completely wrong.
It wasn't that Wang Lin and the others weren't as good as Han Sen, but they were at a different height. The view they could see was different.
If Han Sen said the adaptation was wrong, Wang Lin didn't think it was right. Otherwise, even if Han Sen said the Frost Sutra was wrong, Wang Lin would have listened to him first.
Wang Lin's harassment annoyed Han Sen. If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't want to see the Xue family become mentally ill, he wouldn't have said anything.
"Mister Wang, are you Professor Li Singhua's student?" Han Sen looked at Wang Lin.
"That's right. Professor Li is my teacher," Wang Lin replied.
Li Singhua's status in the Saint Hall was not lower than Bai Yishan's. He was a demi-god, while Bai Yishan was only a surpasser.
From an academic point of view, their abilities and achievements were comparable. However, Li Singhua was a demigod. To outsiders, Li Singhua was stronger than Bai Yishan. However, this kind of comparison did not apply to the academic community.
"I have admired Professor Li for a long time. Professor Bai often talks about him, and he thinks he is the best in the Saint Hall," Han Sen said.
"Of course. My teacher's achievements in the field of hyper geno arts speak for themselves. No one in the Alliance is better than him." Wang Lin was proud of himself.
"Indeed. Professor Li is a pillar of the Alliance. His achievements in the field of hyper geno arts are unparalleled," Han Sen said seriously.
Everyone looked at Han Sen strangely. Wang Lin was belittling Han Sen, and Han Sen was praising Li Singhua. Although it was nice of him, it made people think he was a coward.
Lin Feng looked at Han Sen with interest. He knew Han Sen wasn't a coward, and he wasn't someone who would back down when facing an enemy. So, he wanted to know what Han Sen wanted to do.
Wang Lin, hearing Han Sen say this, looked better. He said proudly, "It's good that you know. I am not as good as my teacher, but I am a professional. If you don't understand, don't say things you don't want to ruin Professor Bai's reputation."
Han Sen was not angry. He looked at Wang Lin and said, "You are right."
Wang Lin thought Han Sen had given in and agreed with him, and this made him even happier.
But Han Sen suddenly changed the topic and said, "You really are not as good as Professor Li. You haven't even learned a thing or two from him. It looks like Professor Li is too focused on his research. He doesn't have time to teach his students. Otherwise, why would he have a student like you?"
"You …" Wang Lin didn't expect Han Sen to change his mind so quickly. He had been so proud of himself when he first said that, but now, he had changed his mind. His brain couldn't keep up, and all he could say was, "You …" Wang Lin didn't know what to say.
Han Sen did not give him a chance to continue, and he said, "You can't see such obvious mistakes in your work? You call yourself Professor Li's student."
"Okay, okay, okay. Tell me, where is the mistake?
If you can point out the mistake, and everyone agrees, I, Wang Lin, will apologize to you.
If you can't, don't blame me for not caring about my relationship with the Ji family. "Wang Lin's face looked green, and he was very angry.
"Professor Li taught you the ancient language, right?
Can you read the original text of the Cold Sutra? "Han Sen pointed at the Cold Sutra on the tablet.
"Of course, I don't just know how to read it. I can even translate it," Wang Ling said coldly. He was quite confident about this.
Han Sen smiled and said, "I don't think you can read it."
Wang Lin was infuriated. He read the Cold Scripture and added his own understanding and annotations. After reading the Cold Scripture, it was as good as translating it.
When everyone heard this, they felt that Wang Lin's knowledge was indeed very profound. Furthermore, the other experts in this field also agreed that there was nothing wrong with what Wang Lin had read and explained.
Even some of the places that Wang Ling had explained were things that they had never thought of. After listening to Wang Ling's explanation, they were greatly inspired.
"Master Han Sen, is there anything wrong with what I read?" Wang Lin looked at Han Sen mockingly.
Han Sen sighed and said, "It looks like I was wrong about Professor Li. Not only did Professor Li teach her, but he taught her very well. It is a shame that his student is an idiot. I cannot blame him for not teaching her well."
Han Sen wasn't going to be polite with Wang Lin. Wang Lin saw him as an enemy, and he saw him as an enemy. Han Sen wasn't going to miss this opportunity to help Bai Yishan.
"Tell me, otherwise, don't blame me for bullying a disabled person like you."
Wang Lin was furious, and his eyes looked as if they were going to spit fire. He wanted to kill Han Sen now.
Han Sen calmly looked at Wang Lin and said, "If you can read and understand it, can you please tell me what part of the Frost Sutra says it is a cold Qi Gong?"
Wang Lin was shocked, and he laughed coldly. He said, "Do you even need to ask?
The Frost Sutra is a Qi Refinement Art of extreme Yin and extreme cold. "
Han Sen pointed at the Frost Sutra on the stone tablet. "I agree with Yin, but you have to find the words' Frost 'for me."