Fluoxetine's Invitation

"I'm saying, boss, wasn't that a little too impulsive?"

At Lin Yu's home, Old Zheng flickered faintly on the table as he spoke.

"Leaving the Psychology Society just like that feels like such a waste. From what I can tell, that Wundt guy clearly thinks highly of you..."

Hearing Old Zheng ramble on in such a roundabout way, Lin Yu directly exposed what was on his mind.

"I understand what you mean. You're just worried I won't be able to finish dealing with the Psychology Society like I promised, right?" Lin Yu said calmly. "But even if I leave, I'll still find a way to butcher the people inside..."

Old Zheng was still hesitant. "But if you act from outside, then as far as I know..."

"Who said I'm going to act from outside?"

Lin Yu looked at Old Zheng curiously.

"What? Haven't you already announced your withdrawal?"

Old Zheng asked in astonishment.

"Is rejoining really that difficult?" Lin Yu tugged at his own face. "As long as I want to... I have as many identities as I need. Changing my face and joining again wouldn't be difficult."

"I've already joined once. I have nine ways to join again."

Lin Yu spoke indifferently.

"But it'll be hard for you to receive the same level of attention as you did under the identity of Zhu Ming."

Old Zheng sighed.

"Being taken seriously is much easier than joining. I'll bring you, the former head of the Psychology Society, along with me, and you can give me advice. If I still can't get them to take me seriously... then what exactly are you expecting me to do?"

As Lin Yu spoke, Old Zheng was persuaded as well.

"Hey, that's true..."

As he said this, Lin Yu waved a hand.

"All right, get some