Mr. La Guerlov really has thick skin, he dared to say: "Mr. President, war was not our first choice either, but due to Luzelski's reckless alignment-switching, he posed a massive threat to our territorial security. Our territory is so vast, security concerns are paramount. It's akin to..."
Blah blah blah!
Blah blah blah...
La Guerlov rambled on and on, essentially trying to justify, "I'm right, I should attack him, I must attack him, and I must win."
Liu Zhizhong knew that this guy with donkey-hide was just putting on a show, so he couldn't be bothered to listen. He stood up, went to the window of the presidential office, and enjoyed the morning scenery of Kachin City.
After quite a while, the translation from English came through the phone nearby: "President Chi Zhongshui, are you still online? Did you hear that?"
Only then did Liu Zhizhong turn around and said casually: "Mr. La Guerlov, have you finished your sophistry?"
