The strength of the United States is not something a minor regional power can provoke. There were too many methods to suppress and extinguish them, and it was uncertain whether Ling could continue his carefree lifestyle if Kundun ascended.
...
The sky gradually darkened.
After dinner, Annesley drove to Ling's villa. Visiting any other Deputy Leader, Annesley wouldn't dare to be so brazen, preferring to avoid suspicion, but Ling was different.
Here, Ling was merely a peripheral figure.
Entering the living room.
Annesley saw a familiar figure.
Although he had never interacted with Ling before, Annesley was no stranger to Ling's face. He had detailed information about Ling in his office, which Annesley would take out and look at every so often.
"Deputy Leader Ling, it's an honor to meet you," Annesley said with a smile as he extended his hand.
Ling shook his hand briefly.
"Hello, please take a seat. Tea?"
"Yes, thank you."
Ling personally poured a cup of tea for Annesley.
