"We can take away all the research data from the institute, and we have an extra two kilograms of ore," he said. "These are our Protective Talismans, which we can use to exchange for asylum."
Hearing such a plan, Li Zhenquan's eyes lit up.
It seemed like a viable option.
"But the question is, who can offer us protection?"
Li Zhenquan verbalized his inner anxiety.
"America created these things themselves, and the whole of Europe is under the control of the Freemasons; these are places we cannot go to. The Mitsui Group in Japan has already mastered this technology and, just like America, they wouldn't do such a thing."
Li Yinghong contemplated for a long time before finally saying in a deep voice,
"It seems that the only one capable of doing this is the Li family from Korea."
"Besides them, it seems there's no one else," Li Zhenquan sighed.
If possible, Li Zhenquan did not want to seek help from Samsung, as their relationship had always been less than amicable.