"We've all made enough money, it's time to consider enjoying life..."
Li Dingjian's words echoed in the room, the air thick with the scent of tobacco and a hint of tension.
No one interrupted; everyone awaited the professor's response.
The professor maintained a calm demeanor, hands crossed on the table, staring at Li Dingjian through his glasses.
His expression showed little fluctuation, as if he had long anticipated this moment.
Li Dingjian said no more, pressing the deformed cigarette into the ashtray before pulling out another and lighting it with a "snap."
The bluish flames flickered at the cigarette tip, highlighting his cynical yet somewhat stubborn face.
"Crow."
The professor broke the silence, his voice deep and steady:
"I understand your feelings, we've all experienced moments on the brink of life and death, that fear and helplessness, no one wants to go through it again..."
