But as the host of the meeting, Professor Ji still had to smooth things over and say some formal words: "Hmm... Old Wu seems to have found a new direction for work, planning to intervene in [Group Hysteria] after the disaster relief is over. Hmm... it's quite unfortunate, if his original plan could have been implemented well, it could have helped with our subsequent work."
"Our work cannot be delayed like Old Wu's, so we need to resolve current issues promptly. Let's discuss the upcoming work... Hmm, what's wrong with you all?"
With only Professor Wu gone, Professor Ji did not think much, only thinking of stabilizing the remaining three project teams.
But at this moment, in his sight, all the professors' faces showed that strange, indescribable expression again.
An ominous premonition surfaced in his heart.
...
Wu Wenbin's grievances felt like a needle poking through the balloon that was being maintained with effort.
Something seemed to emerge faintly.
