"You're planning to disseminate through our known spy channels that you've privately accepted the theory about the Golden Dawn's Saint—or the Son of Satan... Claiming he possesses a limited ability to see the future? And you're doing this to cover up the real..." Elder Qian's voice trembled. He suddenly seemed to recall something and cut himself off, taking several deep breaths before cautiously saying, "Right! I understand!"
"I'll also forget everything about his 'mental illness'... I'll have a word with Principal Li. You can leave Mr. Nuan to me, too... Rest assured, there will be absolutely no problems on my end!"
After listening for another moment, Elder Qian hesitated before speaking again, this time with great care.
"Do we need to make... additional 'preparations'? After all, it seems he doesn't harbor absolute... Yes, yes, I understand!"
