Gao Gong ignored the opponent's tear-streaked face and interrupted his attempt at flattery, saying blandly,
"Aren't you fond of hacking? Why not try hacking into my brain? If you manage to take me down, the whole alliance would be yours to command."
"How could I dare," Baozi chuckled awkwardly, "but just looking at those red question marks on your panel, I couldn't even break your bank, could I?"
"Get up. Next time, if you're going to take the acting route, why not implant a second personality? This modification of your tear ducts, did you think I wouldn't notice? It was me who taught you this modification technique."
Baozi quickly got up, pressed a switch at his temple, and the tears came to an abrupt stop.
"Haha, wasn't I just showing you, dear elder, the fruits of my years of learning? Ugh, why is this saline so bitter."
Gao Gong returned to his seat and spoke,
"What's the issue? Speak."
