"Hi, Professor!"
Boss Yang squinted and smiled:
"Finally, everything's fine on my end now, I'm planning to explore the Guel Alliance. Would you like to join me? I can have your name listed as a special guest by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."
Professor Hua Moli looked at Yang Ming with a complicated expression: "I'm not in the mood to joke with you."
"Alright, let's get straight to the point."
"You approached me intentionally before, didn't you?" Professor Hua Moli asked.
Yang Ming pondered for a moment: "I don't intend to deceive you, Professor. I did indeed approach you with a plan in mind, and I want that technology—the one where the brain doesn't explode during a memory overwrite."
Professor Hua Moli closed his eyes and sighed.
Yang Ming said seriously: "However, I didn't mean to force you, you know. If I wanted to harm you, I could use all sorts of means. I truly admire you, especially your honesty and your unique expertise in women's lingerie design."
"Go to hell."
