"Watch your mouth!!" Carlos' face was filled with anger. His hand once again clutched his robe tightly, longer than before.
Cromwell snorted coldly and said, "The arbitration tribunal allows free speech, but it does not allow nonsense!"
Su Ye immediately said, "I'm sorry, Master Cromwell, I was just reacting instinctively after hearing the fallacy. In that case, I'll talk about the essence of the Feynman technique, or rather, the essence of learning derived from Feynman technique!"
"Such arrogance!" Carlos' right hand tightly clutched his robe.
Carlos' teacher, Gregory, stood opposite Niedern.
Gregory's robe seemed to be much looser than yesterday. The bottom of the robe touched the ground.
He stared at Carlos' right hand. His eyes were like streets filled with street lights at night. And now, the bright street lights on the street were broken and extinguished one after another one.
He had known Carlos for more than five years.
