As for Emily, who was bent on undermining him, Ma Dong didn't have any possible method of dealing with her.
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Currently, Reeves was leisurely infusing a pot of oolong tea gifted by the Zhao clan in Saint Judgement's president's room.
Tea ceremony was an ancient cultural tradition and oolong was considered a luxury good in this era. The Zhao clan had a monopoly on the local tea trade and tea couldn't be considered a casual purchase. Tea represented flavour and style. As Reeves infused the tea, he felt a kind of sublime tranquility which made him very comfortable.
By his side, Lu Zhan Tian was like poured beans and kept talking. "We can't continue to endure like this, president! We have to file a protest to the academy!
"Who is this Barran? A beginner who hasn't even completed his freshman curriculum! Based on his strength, theoretical knowledge, and qualifications, wasn't Adams stronger that him by a thousand times? Instead Adams was the first to be eliminated!"
