Kindness.
In the Steel Jungle, Li Ang, bound and locked by Sky Lock and Rouge Red Lotus, gazed indifferently at the billboard projecting a desolate landscape below.
The scene fell into an eerie silence, leaving only the whimpering wind weaving through the skyscrapers.
In the distance, Francis and other representatives from European Heavy Industry Group, seemed to have realized something, slowly retracting the schadenfreude and teasing expressions from their faces.
Li Ang asked lightly, "Which level of meaning is this from the Special Affairs Bureau?"
"..."
Jien Rushuang took a deep breath, speaking with difficulty, "Currently... it's still up to me to lead the negotiations."
"Rushuang?!"
Below on the street, Xing Hechou clenched the bronze Shield with a crack, eyes wide open, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.
"You?"
Li Ang shook his head calmly, "In this matter, you're not the one in charge, merely the scapegoat."
