"The Under the Moon Council had never been a monolith."
"As the saying went, 'No factions within the party, imperial thinking; no cliques within the party, all manner of oddities.' The Under the Moon Council was so damn big, with hundreds of races of different bloodlines and forms crammed together for meetings. It was completely impossible to expect them to maintain the same cohesion from beginning to end."
"A council, a council, was a place for talking, debating, and gathering... By its very nature, it was an institution of mutual restraint and mutual compromise. There could be a loudest voice, but it would not be the same voice."
"I think Duke Milton represented the radical faction within the Under the Moon Council that was trying to get its hands on Forbidden Curses. Beauty Su, on the other hand, probably belonged to the more moderate conservative faction. That was why First University had invited her to the school to oversee a laboratory..."
Zheng Qing stood before his companions, waving his arms and spraying spit.
From external causes to internal causes, from subjective intentions to objective circumstances, from the Under the Moon Council to First University, the young publicly funded student dissected and thoroughly analyzed Duke Milton's reasons for attacking him. He laid everything out clearly and plainly, to the point that he nearly believed it himself. Not to mention Zhang Jixin and Fatty Xin, who were listening beside him.
Perhaps only Dr. Xiao continued to view Zheng Qing's analysis with a critical mind.
And that was indeed the case.
After Zheng Qing finished his analysis, closed his mouth, and picked up his cup of water to catch his breath, a single sentence from Dr. Xiao scared him into breaking out in a cold sweat.
"Your analysis makes a lot of sense...