Hearing Si Ren's words, Bai Jianshe let out a helpless sigh, put down the teacup in his hand, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.
"You are really handing me a difficult problem. I am of an age where I should have retired long ago, but who could have foreseen the successive accidents over the past two years? For the sake of self-preservation, I had no choice but to stay at my post. Now that there is finally some hope in sight, you have tossed this hot potato right back to me. To be honest, if I take charge of Erbin, I'm afraid I won't be able to command public respect. To say nothing of further matters, just the fact that I married my granddaughter to Wang Wei guarantees that I will lose the people's support."
Si Ren sat back down in his chair, folding his hands. His gaze pierced through the curling wisps of tea mist, fixing intently on Bai Jianshe as his tone turned serious.
Chapter 1482