"Wait." Chen Siyao interrupted him. "You're not thinking of putting me in charge of coordinating this, are you?"
Zhou Dehai's smile stayed in place. "You're very perceptive, Miss Chen."
"I'm not perceptive." Chen Siyao leaned back. "I just think you've got some nerve."
She was only a freshman.
She hadn't had nearly enough time to enjoy student life yet.
"Miss Chen—"
"Enough with 'Miss Chen,'" Chen Siyao said. "Just get to the point."
Zhou Dehai glanced at Chen Hao.
Chen Hao held his teacup without saying a word.
Zhou Dehai understood.
"Here's the situation." Zhou Dehai tried a different approach. "This training exercise involves a hundred students selected from fourteen thousand, so ensuring their safety is a major responsibility. The school is short-staffed, and the Special Affairs Bureau has other assignments. After considering all our options, we concluded that you're the best person for the job."
"Why am I the best person?"
"Because you're the High God's sister," Zhou Dehai said frankly. "With you there, the students' safety is assured. We can rest easy, too."
Chen Siyao was momentarily speechless.
Good grief.
That was some flattery.
She turned to look at her brother.
Chen Hao was sipping his tea with his head lowered, his cup hiding most of his face.
"Brother."
"Mm."
"You brought me here to press me into service."
"No." Chen Hao put down his teacup. "I just think you're capable of handling it."
"I'm not."
"You are."
"I'm not."
"You are."
"..."
Chen Siyao took a deep breath.
She had long known that trying to reason with her brother was pointless.
Besides, her brother could have stayed out of this entirely. It was because she was going that the school had to discuss the specifics with Chen Hao, and he had promptly tossed the ball back to