Chu Yao said calmly.
At this moment, Chu Yao revealed his cards.
Everything he thought about was told to everyone without reservation or concealment.
There is no information gap.
What I think is what I say.
"Reorganize the team? How?"
Old Principal Jiang Hong asked.
Chu Yao was silent for a moment about this question, and then spoke.
"There are several factions within our current team, and I believe you are all aware of them: the group directly under the regiment headquarters, the invisible team, the chip army, the ancient god clan, the Wenxiao lineage, and the ten people I brought from the capital. I believe that each of you has your own stance, your own considerations, your own interests, and your own understanding. At the same time, there are also contradictions that cannot be fully trusted."
"But this contradiction is not irreconcilable. What I want is a united team, a team where you can trust any soldier present with your back during battle. I want you to believe that I am fair and selfless, and I also believe that you can be trusted."
"The so-called rectification is exactly this. Anyone who objects to this will be expelled from our team. Of course, I probably won't kill them, I'll just expel them at most."
"To achieve this, we must first confirm one thing and ask ourselves: why is our team fighting? Why are you here? Why are you willing to follow me, Chu?"
"This question, speaking from the bottom of one's heart, requires everyone except the Chip Army to answer."
"Don't worry, there's plenty of time. Even if this meeting lasts ten days and ten nights, we'll have everything sorted out."
"Old Principal, why don't you speak first?"
Chu Yao spoke in a deep voice, first mentioning the name of the old principal Jiang Hong. Since he asked, let him speak first.
He nodded.
Lower your head and think silently.
The field was completely silent.
Everyone is thinking about this question.
"I want to revive the glory of the literary school here."
"I want to use you as a backer to block the pressure from the military."
"I want to use you as a banner to attract more young people to learn, accept, and inherit the philosophy of the school."
“If possible, we would like to build a school here that will teach both civil and military students.”
"What we want is fairness, a fair environment, fair promotions, and fair treatment."
The old principal didn't think about it for long, less than a minute, and then spoke in a sonorous and resounding voice.
Chu Yao nodded.
"Okay, next one. Let's start with the Liberal Arts School. Besides the old principal, do anyone else have other ideas?"
From the Wenxiao lineage, a young man's face flushed, he took a deep breath, and suddenly stood up.
"I want revenge. My parents were killed by the military. This deep blood feud is my biggest and only motivation for living."
He said so.
Such outrageous words surprised not only other people but also the people within the literary school.
How dare he?
Although there are many people who have similar experiences as him.
"Do you want to overthrow the military? Or do you want to kill someone in the military? Or do you just want justice for your parents?"
Amidst the uproar, Chu Yao's calm voice rang out.
The young man was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to answer.
Overthrow the military?
How is that possible?
Kill someone?
It was the collective will of the military that killed his parents. Who should he turn to for revenge? He himself didn't know.
Want justice?
How can we talk about justice when the person is dead?
"I...I don't know."
He said softly, confusion in his eyes.
Chu Yao nodded.
"Don't worry, you can take your time to think about it. If you can't figure it out, each of us can help you figure it out until the day you figure it out."
"So, who's next?"
Chu Yao's tone was gentle and rational, and there was an inexplicable magic in his voice that made people feel calm.
I have never experienced such a confession or communication in my life before.
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