Hearing Lin Shuang's words, Su Wanqiao's pretty face slightly stiffened. The expressions of the Su Family members were all very solemn.
"Lin, then… do we have any other options? Maybe… apply for national protection?" Father Su Beicheng asked with a complex expression.
When facing those overseas capital forces, he knew the Su Family was truly helpless.
But his daughter, Su Wanqiao, shook her head, "Applying for national protection would mean handing over the Heavenly Medicine technology to the state, that's not an option!"
The Heavenly Medicine technology was developed by her own hands, naturally, she didn't want to hand it over to officials.
Lin Shuang shook his head indifferently, "You're overthinking it. Even if you wanted to hand it over to the officials, they wouldn't necessarily dare to accept it."
