Jinling Institute for Advanced Study, reception room.
The door opened. Lu Zhou, who had just entered the reception room, immediately spotted Professor Angus Deaton, his beard streaked with gray, sitting on the sofa, as well as Wang Peng, seated upright across from him.
Meeting Professor Angus's gaze, Lu Zhou smiled amicably and opened with an ordinary, straightforward greeting.
"Professor Angus Deaton, what wind blew you here?"
Adjusting his glasses, the elderly Professor Angus narrowed his eyes. Once he finally recognized Lu Zhou entering through the door, his expression gradually turned serious.
"Of course, I came because of recent events. I thought you knew why I was here."
Recent events?
The moment Lu Zhou heard that, he immediately understood something. After pondering for a moment, he glanced at Wang Peng, signaling for him to step outside first.
Wang Peng, who had been sitting across from Professor Angus, hesitated before rising to his feet.
However, he did not leave the reception room right away. Instead, he walked over to Lu Zhou's side and spoke.
"...We've heard some troubling rumors. You'd better be more careful lately."
Lu Zhou gave him a reassuring look and smiled.
"Relax. I'm not planning to do anything dangerous. Besides, the situation here is different from overseas. I'm sure the trouble Professor Glanster is facing wouldn't even be a problem here."
After his paper was published, domestic media had tacitly chosen to remain silent about the matter that had caused such an uproar abroad. As for the radical humanist organizations within the country, though they made plenty of noise, they were still far too naïve if they thought they could come here and cause trouble.
"...No, I'm not talking about those radical humanist organizations. They really aren't much of a problem. It's just..." Wang Peng hesitated and glanced at