"Sigh. It's only human nature, human nature,"
he said, then picked up his teacup and took another sip. His posture screamed, 'I've said all I can say. You'll have to figure out the rest for yourselves.'
An eerie silence fell over the high platform.
All the instructors looked at one another, their expressions a magnificent spectacle.
First, they were stunned. Then, they were suspicious. Finally... they nodded in contemplation.
'The descendant... of a distant relative of a distant relative?'
The man, Senior Brother Zhang, furrowed his brow, mulling over this tongue-twister of a relationship in his mind.
'Lord Zhou Xiong has been upright and impartial his entire life. He's incorruptible. That's precisely why it's impossible for him to go to such lengths for a genius with no connection to him.'
