Oswald's words brought a glimmer of curiosity to Lai Wing-lim's eyes as well.
He, too, was very interested in finding out just what their junior fellow student had up his sleeve.
"Quentin, as your seniors, if there's anything we can help you with, we won't shirk our duty!"
With deep concern and a solemn expression, Lai Wing-lim made that promise.
Over the years, Zhou Quan had not merely troubled Commissioner Lai for help with criminal proceedings.
His own connections had also provided Commissioner Lai with considerable assistance.
If favors only ever went one way, with nothing coming back in return,
then even as fellow students of the same teacher, the affection between them would long since have been exhausted.
Commissioner Lai treated Sir Kwan sincerely, and Sir Kwan naturally would not let Commissioner Lai lose out.
As for Commissioner Lai's future scheming, that was, after all, something in the future, and by no means set in stone.
The times made heroes. A gentleman was judged by his actions, not his thoughts; judged by their thoughts, no one in the world was perfect.
According to Zhou Quan's memories of the future, Commissioner Lai would scheme to advance his own political career.
Not only would he violate their teacher's final instructions, but he would even become one of the foreigners' pawns in disrupting Hong Kong Island's stability.
But that was only the future. Commissioner Lai's current circumstances were entirely different.
Of the three fellow students, Oswald had no political leanings. He cared only about Hong Kong Island's development and stability.
Whichever side could make Hong Kong Island more prosperous would have Oswald's support.
As for Zhou Quan, the Motherland's mark was engraved in his bones. He was an unwavering supporter of the Motherland.
Under Zhou Quan's influence, coupled with the dirty dealings