Even though Chu Guang hadn’t meant to humiliate him, and had even sent the secretary out beforehand to spare him some embarrassment, the pressure was immense.0

Seeing the editor-in-chief bow his head like a scolded child, not daring to breathe too loudly, Chu Guang sighed and softened his tone. “People trust us. Our duty is to respond to that trust, not to expect them to unconditionally understand us every time. And honestly, what’s so hard about this? You think this is tougher than fighting the Army or the Tide? Please. This is just people being too clever for their own good, voluntarily surrendering the ground under their feet. How’s that any different from desertion?”0

Zhao Yigeng’s expression darkened with regret. He wished he could crawl into a crack in the floor. He had heard of the Clearspring Daily incident, but because its content was so absurd, he hadn’t taken the paper seriously...0