Chapter 663: 281 Eyes Are Not Clean_2
“Our ho planet… Yes, our ho planet is still waiting.”
Allison thought of the ideological imprint he had set and laughed silently.
These guys didn’t know at all that their ho planet, their holand, was actually this very planet in front of them.
However, Allison’s entire organization was built on this concept. Now everyone in the organization was willing to sacrifice themselves for his holand.
“The New Federation is still here,” Allison regained his composure and gathered his spirits again, “The Empire’s tactics aren’t to wage an extermination war; it’s just to teach the New Federation a lesson. This, instead, gives us more conditions.”
“Yes, boss, this ti we can certainly take the opportunity to clear out so of the old-tirs within the political parties.”
“Don’t say it so bluntly.”
Allison frowned and took a soft handkerchief from his jacket pocket, gently wiping the corner of his mouth.
“We’re just helping the party complete its renewal, keeping the party full of vitality.”
“Yes, just like that.”
Allison looked out the window at the planet, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.
White Ghost, why is your figure present every ti?
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Luofeng Empire, Imperial Palace.
Edwan sat in his office chair, intermittent light snores coming from him.
Two maids with beautiful makeup were sorting through the docunts Edwan had approved, checking for any overlooked areas.
This bedroom had also been designated by Edwan as an office area. Not far away was a long conference table, one of the fixed locations where Edwan usually discussed national matters with ministers.
The door to the bedroom opened a crack. Emilia, with twin ponytails, peeked in, gently pushed open the door, and signaled a few maids carrying lunch to enter together.
Emilia whispered, “How long has my brother been sleeping?”
“For a long ti,” the attendant next to her replied softly, “You should wake His Majesty up, have him eat sothing and then go to bed. We don’t dare disturb His Majesty.”
“Does he usually treat you so harshly?”
“His Majesty is kind and tolerant, but rules within the palace must still be followed… We don’t want to lose this well-paying job.”
Evidently, these maids were quite familiar with Emilia, and their conversation was mostly in jest.
Emilia tiptoed behind Edwan, intending to scare him, but had a sudden idea and pinched her voice, saying,
“Your Majesty! Earl Yang Ming requests an audience!”
“Hmm?”
Edwan imdiately sat up, a sharp glow erupting from his eyes.
“Let him in… You don’t need to make him wait outside in the future. Are you new and don’t know the rules?”
With a snicker, Emilia couldn’t help laughing aloud, and the maids also wore subtle smiles.
“Just teasing you! Earl Yang Ming is such a busy man, how could he possibly have ti to see us!”
“You,” Edwan shook his head, “Don’t joke about such big things without reason. If he suddenly ca back, it would only be because sothing big happened.”
Emilia laughed, “Didn’t he just co back from a vacation before?”
“And then? What happened? A full-scale war between the Empire and New Federation, and Minter City almost fell.”
Edwan stretched, looking at the table full of delicious food, and imdiately showed a satisfied smile.
He casually turned on a nearby projection screen, which displayed so industrial data, and Edwan carefully inspected it bit by bit.
“Brother! You have gray hair!”
Emilia fussed over Edwan’s head, pointing at a few hairs turning gray at the roots, and complained:
“You’re not married yet! Have you not been getting enough nutrition recently? Have you not been eating or sleeping on ti?”
“It’s been busy lately,” Edwan yawned, “You all go take a rest; I’ll call you when I’m finished eating.”
The maids curtsied respectfully and left quickly with their heads down.
Edwan activated the protective device near the desk, chewing on a piece of juicy roast at, and massaging his neck, gently moving around.
Edwan asked, “How did the thing I asked you to handle go?”
“As a princess, if I handle it personally, of course, there won’t be any problems,” Emilia laughed, “I’ve cleared out the patents of those two companies, rehired the personnel, and now those two companies are just shells. We can inject funds later to continue moving assets within the New Federation!”
Edwan smiled.
The matter itself wasn’t important, just sothing to give Emilia to do to train this usually lazy individual.
He put on a serious face and asked, “Hmm, should I reward you for handling such a complex task?”
“Brother, just spend more ti with
when you can!”
Emilia pressed Edwan’s shoulder, leaned over to the side, looked at the table full of food Edwan had set, and seed to suddenly have sothing on her mind, looking a bit distracted.
Edwan asked, “What’s wrong? Do you want to travel again?”
Emilia stood upright, crossed her arms, “I just suddenly thought, could there be his shadow behind this conflict between the New Federation and the Empire?”
“Yang Ming? Unlikely.”
Edwan sighed,
“You are underestimating the Sherman Empire and overestimating him.
“No matter how strong an individual is, against the national power of such a strong country, it’s actually insignificant. Right now, he’s just a tool, a knife in the hands of the Emperor’s Power, nobility, and the Military Departnt.
“To be honest, if he cannot stabilize himself during this opportunity, find a place for himself, and find a faction to rely on in the dostic political environnt of the Sherman Empire, he will lose the chance to enter the core of the Empire’s power.”
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