"I heard Tang Xiaohua lives here, and I came to see the victim of a terrorist attack that happened over two months ago. Is that not allowed?"
Wen Nian's voice grew thick.
Even though the man standing before him was the President of a nation, Lu Ziqing did not show the slightest bit of intimidation. He had a hunch that Wen Nian's visit was not as he claimed, simply to visit a so-called "victim."
The timing was too late, and his attire seemed disguised, with the black hoodie still on his head, evidently not wanting to be recognized. What was more telling was that there was not a single President's Guard in the corridor behind him.
These details alone were enough to expose his lies.
After speaking, Wen Nian's eyes, radiating a cold light, fell upon Lu Ziqing's face,
"And you, Commander Lu!"
"Mr. President, this is my home."
"…"
"Brother Lu, who is it?"
Song Lili came out of the kitchen holding a bowl, stirring the egg inside as she asked.
