In the pavilion, Lin and Li each sat on one side.
One facing east, the other west.
The end of term was imminent, and the holidays were nearing.
There were many matters to discuss, battles to fight.
Once both parties confirmed that Sun Xiubin had run far away,
Li Zheng, with the greater advantage, fired the first shot.
"Originally, I wanted to bring Xiaoke and Qinghua along, but unfortunately…" Li Zheng slightly tilted his head and squinted, scrutinizing Lin Yujing's expression, "So, the reason for your lies, do you dislike them, or is it something else?"
The war had begun.
Even though both sides were well aware of everything, it was ostensibly about competing for oil resources and such.
But they would still find some nonsensical reason to go to war, like human rights, democracy, and the like.
And Li Zheng's interrogation indeed pushed Lin Yujing to the moral low ground.
If she admitted she just wanted to be alone, it would be tantamount to indirectly admitting everything.
