C2911 Let Me Do It

"Prof. Hsu, could it be that the conditions I gave weren't good enough?"

Jiaang Zhaomu's heart couldn't stop beating. His fingertip moved slightly, and his pitch-black eyes were fixed on Prof. Hsu's body.

Prof. Hsu felt uncomfortable under his direct gaze. He coughed lightly. "There are no better conditions than what you have provided, but you also know the uniqueness of my work