"A troublesome place?"
Chen Xuan was unclear, "Even though it's in the Middle East, I haven't heard of any recent conflicts?"
"Those direct conflicts don't exist, yet they've gotten indirectly dragged into some."
Dean Shuang shook her head, "You must have heard of the recent conflict between Yiseland and Bajistan?"
"I've heard a little about it, but I don't know the details."
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, because the involvement in it is quite intricate, to know it in detail, even if you spend a lot of time, it's difficult to grasp. Moreover, neither of the countries you're going to is involved in these conflicts."
Dean Shuang poured a cup of tea, "However, it is necessary to explain to you the current state of these three countries."
As she spoke, her fingers adorned with silver-white nail polish dipped into the teacup and dripped a few beads of water onto the table.
