Zhu Jiuming had lived through plenty of tumultuous times, so he knew very well who the most dangerous people were — those who disciplined you while preaching about rules.
Such people were intimately familiar with the rules of the game, principled, had boundaries, and were always clear-headed. They never allowed their opponents to spot any flaws but could expose countless holes in yours, making you question your life and turning tables on you within minutes.
"Old Zhu, I'm embarrassed to show you such a mishandling of even a small matter."
"Not at all. Su, I have nothing but respect for you. In these times, those who can act according to the rules are the truly capable ones."
Zhu Jiuming would have liked to stay and chat for a few more hours, but he could distinctly feel the dizziness, knew he would be hit hard if he kept drinking, and understood that leaving now was the best choice.
