Lu Chengwu sighed. "Bro, your brain's gone downhill."
"What did you say!?"
"You taught me all these principles back then. Did you forget?"
Lu Chengwen fell silent.
Even though he had not been the one who taught him, right now he was Lu Chengwen, so that meant... he had taught him.
He had taught a capitalist even more cold-blooded and ruthless than himself. He did not seem like someone from Huaxia. He seemed more like those European and American types in suits, cigars tucked between their fingers, swirling red wine glasses as they flirted with noblewomen at high-end banquets, then shut the door and smugly said they had manipulated some war and made a fortune... the same kind of cold-blooded beast.
Should he kill him with his own hands, or what?
Lu Chengwen went numb.
Lu Chengwu said, "Bro, this silence of yours is scary. Why do I feel like you're having murderous thoughts about me?"
Lu Chengwen said calmly, "I'm not. You're my younger brother."
"Fine, fine, fine, I really give up on you. About Jiang Yuanzheng, he was the one who came to me. He was even threatening me. For someone like him, wouldn't coming straight to Tianzhu to grab me and beat me to death be as easy as playing around?"
"Before I started doing this business, do you know what Tianzhu was doing? They were brewing up military action in the southern border, wanting to use a limited war to interrupt our country's development. You know them... their brains are all full of holes, and they've got radical adventurism, plus a wildly unrealistic 'great power' mentality, and... an arrogance born from an inferiority complex, because they never know their own weight..."
"They'd already stationed a million troops at the southern border, and they were even shouting