"What is he doing here?"
Madam Zheng's hands quickly regained their softness, continuing to wipe the tea off Shen Yuan's body with an indifferent expression, "Didn't you say that he doesn't have the qualifications to come here?"
"I underestimated our Shen Family's head..." Shen Yuan sneered, "I used to think he was just unemotional. Now, it seems that he is brainless too. If he had any clarity of mind, he would not have done such a thing."
Though other wealthy families also prioritized their own qualified children, at least they were clear-headed in the end. But he was different; even if Shen Yu's assessments were poor, he insisted on forcing him on us, just wasting a spot. Doesn't he know that one more member of the Shen Family in the institute means an extra chance to exchange for advanced techniques?
Even if he can be thoughtless, wasn't the old master clear-headed? How could he tolerate such nonsense?
