Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?!

Nan Zhubin's words fell, and others didn't react much.

Yet, Chonghui couldn't help but feel a chill.

As a bloodthirsty audience, he understood all too well, Nan Zhubin's current stance and these words he laid out were like revealing the opening move, followed by a torrential storm of spirit-flaying dissection!

But although this Lawyer Zhan was in a "different path" state with us, he was an ally now!

Could it be that, although Little Brother didn't care, the recent court setback still affected him, leading him to prepare indiscriminate attacks regardless of ally or foe?!

Luckily, Nan Zhubin stopped after saying these words.

And Lawyer Zhan was stunned, the passionate emotions he had moments earlier paused.

It seemed as if Nan Zhubin's purpose was just to let him calm down for the moment, to talk things over properly.

Chonghui breathed a sigh of relief.

Lawyer Zhan unnaturally adjusted the tie on his suit, about to say something, when Nan Zhihao spoke first: "How to proceed next, I want to hear Teacher Nan's thoughts, whatever Teacher Nan says, I will do."

Clearly giving unlimited trust.

Lawyer Zhan sneered a little: "Ah, no wonder you first came to him instead of us, understood, do you plan to appoint Teacher Nan as your agent?"

His fiery gaze instantly shifted to Nan Zhubin.

Only to see Nan Zhubin's eyes surprisingly lost focus at this moment, appearing spaced out as if detached from the conversation.

[Flow State]

Lawyer Zhan was immediately furious, just about to remind Nan Zhubin when the next second Nan Zhubin snapped back.

With the confidence of having found an answer through deep thought.

Nan Zhubin said: "I'm just a Psychological Consultant, I can't make decisions for the visitor. What Nan Zhihao wants to do, still depends on his wishes."

Lawyer Zhan: "..."

Are you two stuck in a logical loop?!

Lawyer Zhan genuinely felt he couldn't suppress his anger, growling lowly: "Teacher Nan, now is not the time to shirk responsibility and play Tai Chi, you…"

Before he finished, Nan Zhubin interrupted him.

…

Only to see Nan Zhubin extend his index finger, drawing a circle in the air against Lawyer Zhan's face: "On your face right now, there is [anger]."

The raging fire in Lawyer Zhan's heart suddenly stalled, his emotions disjointed by Nan Zhubin's abrupt topic switch.

What, am I not supposed to be angry now?

Nan Zhubin continued: "But your [anger] isn't pure."

Nan Zhubin pointed at a youth wearing a watch nearby: "Typical anger looks like him—eyebrows squeezing toward the brow, with the inner brow pushing down and the outer brow lifting, accompanied by flared nostrils and slightly heavier breath."

The youth wearing a watch was stunned, completely unprepared that it involved him.

But Nan Zhubin quickly redirected his finger back to Lawyer Zhan: "However, besides [anger], there's a special kind of [excitement] on your face—your pupils are dilated, gaze fixated intently; breathing is erratic, speeding with occasional breath-holding."

"Originally, your [excitement] could be considered as seeing Nan Zhihao appear, feeling a turnaround. Yet your [excitement] has several rather intriguing aspects, seen when we first talked at the company."

Nan Zhubin's finger quickly pointed twice in the air on Lawyer Zhan's face: "Ordinary [excitement] comes with anticipation, is released. But you tense your lips, slightly lean back, carrying an odd 'restraint'."

"This restrained [excitement] generally links with an emotion——

Nan Zhubin paused deliberately: "[greed]."

Nan Zhubin gently spread his arms, encompassing Lawyer Zhan and the youth wearing a watch together in front of him.

"When your [greed] links with his [anger] and targets Nan Zhihao, an answer becomes obvious—what can Nan Zhihao's appearance allow you to achieve, correct?"

Before Lawyer Zhan could reply, Nan Zhubin already nodded to himself: "Correct."

"The biggest function of Nan Zhihao's appearance is providing evidence, leading to heavier sentencing for the suspect, you wish this, correct—correct."

"Then what do you gain? You wish to increase your fame in the legal circles through heavier sentencing——correct." Nan Zhubin raised a brow, "But not just fame, there's money too, correct—correct."

Nan Zhubin chuckled, pointing at the youth wearing a watch: "In his [anger], surely he wants those who deceived him to suffer more. He wouldn't have put a bounty, rewarding you more for each additional year the criminal is sentenced, would he——"

Before he finished speaking, Nan Zhubin raised his brows, smiling: "Did I really guess right?"

Looking at the confused Lawyer Zhan and the youth wearing a watch, Nan Zhubin gently shook his head.

"So, you speak of upholding justice and helping Nan Zhihao seek compensation, but the core purpose is still to gain more money. Even if it potentially causes secondary harm to Nan Zhihao, you do it regardless, right?"

Behind him, Nan Zhihao looked at Lawyer Zhan with disbelief.

Seeing Nan Zhubin sigh: "I truly don't wish to say this conclusion, but—I'm right again."

…

Lawyer Zhan opened his mouth, yet unexpectedly couldn't speak a word.

Nan Zhubin had already made arrangements for them.

He slowly opened the door to the break room, saying: "You should leave. My words may have had a significant impact on you, so you should adjust your mindset, prepare for the upcoming court debate, after all—doing your job well is the most important thing, isn't it?"

Lawyer Zhan and the youth wearing a watch slunk away.

Walking swiftly, as if something dreadful was chasing them.

Nan Zhubin turned back, seeing Chonghui's expression on the verge of speaking, smiled lightly explaining: "Brother, do you think I should have held back any anger and focused on the trial first, putting the overall situation first?"

Chonghui didn't speak, but his face already showed agreement with Nan Zhubin's assumption.

Nan Zhubin smiled lightly, whispered: "Before Zhihao came, the trial was just clocking in; but after Zhihao appeared, it took on a different nature."

He turned to Nan Zhihao: "You came here, you must want to do something, right?"

Nan Zhihao nodded repeatedly.

Nan Zhubin also nodded: "I already have a plan in mind, one that can protect Zhihao and ensure the scammers receive proper punishment."

"But this plan requires Lawyer Zhan's involvement. So before communicating with him, I must clear away needless thoughts from him and make sure he realizes the situation. Only then, can he fully cooperate with me."

"Rather than persuading him formally, right now…" Nan Zhubin gave a soft laugh, "more efficient."

Returning, that feeling returned.

Perhaps an illusion, Chonghui felt like Nan Zhubin had a unique comic special effect aura rising around him akin to JOJO's pre-villain-execution, with even faint BGM sounding.

Even Bai Qinghua showed an interested expression.

Chonghui eagerly asked: "Little Brother, what do you plan to do?"