Everyone sensed Wang Xuan's murderous intent, and no one doubted whether he dared to act.
There was no why. The coldness in Wang Xuan's eyes alone made it clear to them that he would kill them without the slightest hesitation.
Their status as renowned scholars had once protected their lives and made some warlords wary of dealing with them. But now, it had suddenly stopped working, leaving them feeling as if someone had stripped them naked—cold, humiliated...
Yet the haughty mindset they had cultivated over decades made them unwilling to accept this.
Xun Chen could no longer hide. He stepped out of the line, stood before everyone, bowed slightly to Wang Xuan, and said, "I truly don't understand what you asked us, but I feel that you're being rather sophistical."
"Oh? Then tell me—how am I being sophistical?" Wang Xuan glanced at Xun Chen and spoke indifferently.
"I believe that those in high positions need to master the art of employing people. One person's strength is limited, after all. If they personally handled every matter, how much could they accomplish? Therefore, actual tasks should be completed by subordinates, while those in high positions need only manage them and clearly define rewards and punishments. Otherwise, what purpose would those subordinates serve?"
After Xun Chen finished speaking, Xu You and the others also came around and nodded in agreement.
"Damn." Wang Xuan was so angry that he laughed. He looked Xun Chen up and down. "This is the first time I've heard someone make telling an amateur how to guide an expert sound so fresh and refined. Xun Chen, oh Xun Chen—nine years old, and already so outstanding!"
"..."
Xun Chen frowned at Wang Xuan. Although he didn't understand what the last sentence meant, he could tell that Wang Xuan was mocking