"Mr. Malton, President Lanfelord is not dead. The person who was assassinated was his substitute," Chen Jin said suddenly, an unnerving smile on his face.
Malton was stunned and he shook his head vigorously. "No, the President is dead. He has no substitute. The person in the hospital is him."
"It's really just a substitute. Apparently, the President is somewhere on holiday. We need to find him and let him retake control of the situation to avoid further turmoil in the M nation," said Chen Jin faintly.
Malton took a deep breath. With his eyes wide open, and in a tone that showed he had fathomed something incredible, he said, "Mr. Chen, are you telling me that…" He was a smart person and immediately understood what Chen Jin was trying to convey.
