Meanwhile, on the other side.
The stretch limousine Lincoln cruised steadily forward.
In the back seat, Ou Jue sat with his legs crossed, exuding an air of refined elegance as he leaned back.
His expression was indifferent, one hand supporting his chin as he looked out the window. His eyes resembled the vast Star River in the Universe, unfathomably deep.
"Young Master."
Chen, the assistant sitting in the front passenger seat, wore a neatly tailored suit and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.
He respectfully handed over the tablet, its screen clearly displaying the campus forum post.
Without moving his body, Ou Jue's handsome eyes shifted slightly, glancing at the post. His gaze deepened just a little.
Still, he remained silent.
Chen Xin swallowed nervously and spoke timidly, "Young Master, what should we do about this now?"
Straightening his posture, Ou Jue lowered his gaze, elegantly adjusting his cufflinks. His voice was cold and detached, "What's there to deal with?"
