Chen San quickly apologized.
Ning Zhuo tapped his finger on the table, his gaze cold: "You're new here, and not yet familiar with my ways. Considering this is your first mistake, I'll let it pass, but do not repeat it."
Chen San shifted his kneeling position, touching both knees to the ground, and promptly assured him.
Ning Zhuo made a slight sound of acknowledgment, leaning back in his chair, his tone easing: "Currently, Ban Ji and I are like fire and water, and we must see who prevails before we can rest."
"The Ban Family is formidable, I must play to my strengths and avoid my weaknesses."
"Do you know what my greatest strength is, and what the Ban Family's biggest weakness is?"
Ning Zhuo deliberately tested Chen San.
This time, Chen San's performance was beyond his expectations; not only could he execute orders well, but he could also improvise with a certain level of subjective Spirit Movement, which was quite impressive.
