"I've always said that you're a swaying pendulum, indecisive, and bound to run into trouble sooner or later. Don't look to me for advice; the path you're taking is too rugged. I don't have the experience to offer you any guidance."
Xiao Xiao calmly commented while holding a piece of tea oil-stained velvet cloth, meticulously wiping his Bamboo Slip Law Book, ignoring Zheng Qing's dejected expression and simultaneously providing him with a more dreadful news: "——By the way, Li Meng is forming the 'Monarchist Faction,' and Xin Fat Man has confirmed he's joining."
The black gemstone cat, having 'died' once in the morning, was now revived and was currently lying bored between the pages of Zheng Qing's spread-open "Basic Study of Changes - University Second Grade" textbook, its little paws batting at the characters darting about the pages.
It only showed interest by raising its head and perking up its ears whenever Xiao Xiao mentioned a certain unfamiliar term.
