Even from the opponent's perspective.
Xu Yun had to admit that this treatment was indeed sincere.
Then Lin Zhenhua poured a cup of tea for Zhou Shan and asked:
"Old Zhou, what are your plans?"
Zhou Shan leaned back at the words, folded his arms across his chest, and snorted coldly:
"Plans? Leaving is impossible, why would a Huaxia person like me run abroad?"
"You can't eat West Lake Vinegar Fish, Hua Diao Drunken Crab, or Tengqiao Smoked Chicken abroad. The pay might be high, but besides money, a person ought to have some national sentiment in their lifetime."
Upon hearing the words 'national sentiment'.
Xu Yun hesitated for a moment but decided to ask:
"Academician Zhou, do you not hate?"
"Hate? Hate what?"
Zhou Shan glanced at him and shook his head:
"I know what you're trying to say, but being the person involved, I understand the intricacies of the whole matter far better than you all."
