Qin Siyang's blunt retort left Chu Zhongxiong speechless.
The figure of someone who looked much like him involuntarily surfaced in his mind, and his gaze grew vacant.
Those words had come from Chu Zhongxiong's mouth and traveled over the phone, only to emerge almost unchanged from Qin Siyang's mouth and travel back over the phone to Chu Zhongxiong's ears.
It felt as though a bullet he had fired had circled around and struck him in the temple.
Chu Zhongxiong tried several times to hold back the breath trapped in his chest, unwilling to lose face before a junior like Qin Siyang, but ultimately failed.
He let out a long sigh.
"Xiao Qin, I understand what you're saying."
"Thank you for understanding, Dean Chu."
"But understanding is one thing. It doesn't change my position. Xiao Qin, you're a good student. Everyone can see that. I largely agree that your future prospects are limitless, too. But you're still young. Don't oversimplify certain things."
Qin Siyang smiled. "Dean Chu, we were only passing acquaintances before. It's understandable that you might not have known what I was capable of. After all, I'm not one to draw attention to myself. My favorite principle in our Huaguo culture is 'moderation.'"
Li Tianming, who was piloting the Capsule Pod, nearly spat at Qin Siyang.
Where did he get the nerve to associate himself with 'moderation'?
What kind of 'moderate' person publicly hired someone to commit murder?!
Qin Siyang continued, "This Thesis Hearing is clearly a showdown between me and a whole crowd of professors looking to profit off me, along with Minister of Education Xiao Zhigang. Yet I've managed to secure the support of three Standing Directors-you, Jerry Warren, and Gu Weihong. Doesn't that tell you something?"
"Even if your personal circumstances naturally incline you toward working