"Mr. Fang Zheng!!"
After Fang Zheng announced the end of class, most people remained in their seats, deep in thought. Only Alfin hurried out of the classroom and came to his side.
"What is it, Alfin?"
Looking at Alfin, Fang Zheng asked. She nodded vigorously, her eyes shining as she looked at him.
"I wanted to tell you that your class was truly eye-opening. I've never heard history and politics explained from this perspective before... Your imaginative ideas are truly astounding."
"Oh, they're not really mine. They were summarized by several great thinkers. I've only scratched the surface myself, and the theory is still being refined."
"Really? May I ask who those people were...?"
"Uh... Anyway, they all died many years ago."
"What a pity."
Hearing Fang Zheng's answer, Alfin lowered her head in disappointment, looking quite dejected. But she soon rallied and looked back at him.
"Then, Mr. Fang Zheng, I have one more question..."
"What question?"
"Since childhood, we've always been taught that, as royalty, we must govern the nation, guide the people, and protect this land together with the nobility... But after hearing your class today... I wanted to ask, does that mean everything I was taught growing up was wrong? Are we the exploiters?"
"Well, you certainly know how to apply what you learned."
Seeing Alfin's uneasy expression, Fang Zheng helplessly rolled his eyes.
"I hope that next time you apply what you learn, you'll pay attention to all of it. I said that under certain circumstances, actions that later generations might consider barbaric, crude, or uncivilized were perfectly normal in their time. Likewise, every ruling class naturally needed a set of theories to stabilize its rule. Capitalists, royal families, nobles, and slaveowners were all the same. Take your imperial family, for example. Your ancestors and