Greg Jensen laughed, this time without much explanation:
"The game I'm playing, if you could understand it so easily, then you should be sitting here, not me."
His chess game took the whole international scene as the chessboard and all the people of the world as the chess pieces; from beginning to end, his scope and vision were never limited to the small Eight countries in Southeast.
Others could only see that he had occupied the territory of the Eight countries in Southeast, but failed to see that his hand had already reached the summit of the world.
"Subordinate... Subordinate dares not!"
Upon hearing this, the Fox hurriedly bowed with hands clasped, not daring to glance at him.
Greg Jensen waved his hand, not wanting to dwell on these topics, and suddenly thought of something, asking:
"Is there any new intelligence from the Liberty Alliance and Cherrywood?"
