After pondering slightly, Xu Ran combined his guesses to avoid any oversight.
After all, this matter would decide Zhu Yuheng's future, a girl's lifelong issue, and couldn't be asserted recklessly.
"Actually, my earlier flash of inspiration and impulsive guess—I can't guarantee whether it's correct or true."
Xu Ran began with a disclaimer.
He truly wasn't absolutely sure; it was just a hypothesis.
The principal's gaze held anticipation: "It's fine, just say it. We're in a brainstorming phase now, and you can make bold guesses. Even if the guess is wrong, it doesn't matter. What if you succeed in creating a miracle again? After all, you're quite good at creating miracles!"
