Zheng Mubian looked startled and doubtful at Chu Xiaoang's words.
"Zhao Longfei didn't tell him, so who was he putting on a show for? If Zhao Longfei wasn't watching him, wouldn't that be like winking at a blind man? Surely you're not saying he was so uncannily perceptive that he guessed the Commander would see the whole thing?"
Zheng Mubian shook his head again. "Impossible. There's absolutely no way he put on a performance like that without any information."
Chu Xiaoang said, "As long as you know there are people around you paying attention, anywhere can be a stage. Having an audience would be ideal, but even without one, he could still teach Ba Xing a lesson."
"So I suspect he didn't know whether Zhao Longfei would be watching, or whether we'd made a deal with Zhao Longfei. Either way, putting on a good show wouldn't cost him anything. He was just taking a shot to see what he could get."
Zheng Mubian still wasn't convinced. "Last time, when you said he'd guessed the titan reed inner leaf fragment was meant to treat my illness, I already found that hard to believe. Now you're saying he put on a show for us without any information, and that sounds even more far-fetched. Commander, Qin Siyang is only eighteen. Can he really think things through that thoroughly?"
Chu Xiaoang stubbed out his cigarette and tossed it aside. "Old Zheng, you haven't dealt with Qin Siyang yet, have you?"
"No."
"Find a chance to talk to him, and you'll understand. Qin Siyang isn't your average eighteen-year-old."
Then he looked back at the video on the screen. Watching Qin Siyang scold Chu Baxing, he sighed again. "If you ask me, he's already more than qualified to be Ba Xing's mentor in life."
Zheng Mubian