Shen Zhixing had a razor-sharp grasp of human nature; he only needed to glimpse the slight furrow in Li Zesheng’s brow to know exactly what he was considering.
With a casual posture, he pushed a stack of documents forward, his face wearing the modest, deferential smile of a junior. "Uncle Li, do you honestly think I would have taken those actions if Elder Shen hadn't given his consent?"
The words were so brutally direct that the last glimmer of hope in Li Zesheng’s heart finally flickered out. His temples throbbed, and although his Adam’s apple bobbed, he could not force a sound from his throat.
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