Xuan was not a nationalist youth but what he planned to do was worse. Those youths would only vent their dissatisfaction. They were sad for the unfortunate history of their country and wanted to do something violent in return. However, these people never went past the talking stage. Xuan was different. A moment ago he was lecturing Zheng on the outcome of influencing this world and now he wanted to completely alter its history for an intention that way worse.
The team quietly thought to themselves but Xuan had done this kind of things too many times already. It wasn’t unacceptable to the team. Furthermore, with Zheng back, the rest of the members threw the trouble to him.
“No! I don’t agree with you!” Zheng nearly shouted. His saliva spit over Xuan’s face.
