"You're overestimating me."
Faced with the middle-aged man's invitation, recalling the changes he had seen in the capital over the past half year and the series of new regulations being implemented by the Cleansing Bureau, the red-haired director couldn't help but shake her head, speaking earnestly:
"I might not be a fool, but I'm far from as smart as you think. My perspective is limited to what is familiar around me, while truly intelligent people naturally stand higher and can see those places I can't even begin to perceive.
Moreover, you're overestimating yourself too. Although the Cleansing Bureau seems weak now, it's fundamentally different from the past. Just wait a generation or two, perhaps we won't need to do anything, and the situation will change on its own."
"Heh."
The middle-aged man sneered upon hearing her words, snorting contemptuously:
