"A hundred flowers bloom? A hundred schools of thought contend? Heh..."
He gave a light chuckle, his gaze losing its previous laziness. He swept his eyes over Lin Fang's flushed and excited face, over Zhou Mei's knitted brows, over the complexity in Xu Fugui's eyes, and finally over the calm gaze of Comrade Old Wang behind his lenses.
At last, his gaze seemed to pierce through the humble walls, casting outward toward the roaring workshops in the distance and the broader world beyond.
Chapter 86