Caesar and Chu Zihang exchanged a quick glance.
Chu Zihang’s gaze toward Caesar carried a faint trace of blame, as if asking with his eyes why he hadn’t even prepared a basic script before talking nonsense. Was Fenger’s sheer nonsense something that could just be used straight out of the box? Now that they had been called out by the Elephant Turtle, what were they going to do about it?
Caesar stared right back with an unyielding glare, meaning: Didn’t you think my rationale sounded perfectly reasonable just a moment ago? Why are you bending with the wind now that the Elephant Turtle questioned it? Weren't those thumbs-ups you gave me earlier a sign of approval for my explanation? If that wasn't praise for me, could it possibly be contempt for your own fence-sitting personality?
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