The president was amused by him and laughed, "Do you think I'm like you? Do you really think there's a share for me in those resources?"
"Of course not. If there really was, even if the Li Family dared to reach out for it, Bai Wanli wouldn't have the guts to scrape off a layer," Li Xiu responded. "You asked me to reclaim those resources to greatly develop the Demon Armor research, didn't you?"
"You have a bit of cleverness left," the president said with a smile.
"Thank you for the compliment, but I'm not worthy of it," Li Xiu replied modestly.
Yet, the president's expression turned cold suddenly. He slammed the teacup heavily on the table and glared at Li Xiu, saying sternly, "Since you know everything, why did you embezzle the institute's resources? Did you really think I'll use you and not kill you?"
"Please calm down, President. I had no other choice," Li Xiu said calmly, showing no fear.
