Elder Qin’s remark left Wang Xue’s face cycling between pale and flushed.
She had tried to cut corners. The original manual contained many terms she didn’t understand, so she had simply guessed at the content, hoping to churn out a complete translation. In her previous life, she had been fond of Shakespeare, so she had incorporated some of that archaic, obscure syntax to add a veneer of sophistication. She hadn’t expected Elder Qin to see through it at a single glance.
"You’ve taken a technical manual and written it like an essay on Old English. It’s disjointed—an absolute case of putting the cart before the horse."
Chapter 30