"...So, I think sending my followers would be very advantageous in this situation."
In the glass room, the light was bright and transparent.
Facing the smiling Nina, Su Ming'an slowly said, "My current situation...is not very smooth, there are always some fools who question me with all sorts of nonsensical excuses."
"You're right," Nina said softly, her demeanor incredibly gentle.
Her hands were clasped in front of her lower abdomen, still in the very respectful stance of a service personnel.
"Frankly speaking, going up to deliver the closing speech in this disaster scenario is just pushing me into a fire pit," Su Ming'an said. "While others are still struggling with the disaster's aftermath, I would be up there giving a passionate speech—forgive me for refusing, but this would do me no good at all, and would only make those people hate me more."
