"I wasn't always watching closely. After Dad's hand got injured, he only did academic research," Nie Tianqin sighed, "Wan'an Bridge is somewhat of a sad place for Dad, too."
"Professor Nie, let me be more blunt and don't take offense, but before we had our falling out, weren't you already an expert in ancient architecture conservation?"
Nie Tianqin modestly said, "Barely, I guess."
"Professor Nie, weren't you also involved in the establishment of the 'Ancient Architecture Safety Protection System'?"
"No, that system came out later. Dad was involved in the formulation of the 'Ancient Architecture Restoration Management Methods' and the 'Ancient Architecture Maintenance Operation Procedures'."
"So what you mean is, you're only good at restoration and maintenance, not safety protection?"
"Not exactly. Dad hasn't been at the forefront of ancient architecture protection for many years, so it's more like armchair strategizing," Nie Tianqin paused, "Datou's doubts are reasonable."
