Veins bulged on Bai Xianya's smooth forehead. "Couldn't you have just sent a simple message, 'Hello, are you there?' That would have done it, right?"
Or, if you, you old geezer, have no manners, even a 'You there?' would suffice.
Even if you're old and decrepit, shuffling about, in your twilight years, barely clinging to life, your thoughts and fingers gone stiff—a single '?' would work too!
The third chair was brought over, but Bai Xianya was too tired to smash it. Standing for so long was making her back ache.
She sat down and took a deep breath. "What's your decision?"
Chen Gu had intended to reveal his original plan, but a new idea suddenly struck him. "I have one requirement."
"Speak."
"I cannot appear in person. I can guide remotely, but I need someone trustworthy at the research institute to oversee this research for me."
"That's possible. Who do you have in mind?"
"Zhao Zhenhuai. Although I defeated him, the very fact that he lost to me speaks to his caliber."
