Originally, scattered forces could barely survive in the cracks, but now, those scattered forces are unified, and I have completely lost the hope of surviving in-between. With no other options, I can only seek help from the United Nations or negotiate with Amu Xi.
War inevitably leads to internal conflicts within a country, but right now, Lin Chuan doesn't care about all that. He has already packed his bags, ready to return to his homeland.
On the evening before his departure, Amu Xi personally sought out Lin Chuan.
"Dark Wolf." Amu Xi entered Lin Chuan's room.
The presidential palace was expansive, with dozens of guest rooms big and small, and Lin Chuan was staying in one of the most luxurious rooms. The room was nice, glittering with gold, a luxury that seemed somewhat wasteful for someone like Lin Chuan.
"Amu Xi, what can I do for you?" Lin Chuan asked curiously.
Amu Xi walked in and laughed, "I'd like to have a proper talk with you."
