"You probably won't get the Queen's Medal."
After pulling off such a stunt, do you still want the Queen's Medal? It's a miracle the Queen hasn't fainted from anger.
Duke Hans, already in his sixties, felt a surge of hot blood rush to his head and couldn't hold on any longer, his head slumping to the side.
"Duke? Duke, wake up!"
His friends at the gathering stared in shock, suddenly snapping back to reality, shouting in a panic.
"Doctor, quickly get the family doctor here!"
Classic case of losing both money and manpower.
And Bai Chuwei is the one who truly deserves a Nobel Peace Prize nomination!
Duke Hans, shut himself off.
The Ancestor knew the kids in China cared about her, and heard that Weibo was once again lighting candles for her in the past few days.
She even specially posted on Weibo.
[Bai Chuwei: Advocating for my apprentices' salary supplements across nations, returning in September for the Kunlun Academy opening ceremony.]
Pfft——!
