"Zhongnan Li, do you know why I have summoned you here?" Tierra Rockefeller sat down, picked up a bowl of tea, and asked him in a muted voice, looking down upon him.
Zhongnan Li bent slightly, "I am slow-witted, please enlighten me, Your Highness."
"Slow-witted? I see you as reckless and presumptuous!" Tierra's tea bowl suddenly smashed down as she coldly stated, "Let me ask you, the Mystic Iron Stone from the Thunder Ridge Mine, where did you smuggle it to?"
"Your Highness, I do not understand what you are talking about. I have never heard of Thunder Ridge Mine or Mystic Iron Stone before," Zhongnan's waist bent even lower.
"You don't know? Hearing it for the first time? Should I remind you?" Tierra, enraged, spoke coldly, "Just a few days ago, you and a subordinate of mine, Long, secretly made an agreement.
