Those Who Were Not Saved

"Why are you two still alive?"

The Prime Minister's words were as sharp as a blade and assaulted his face like a cold wind.

It was as if the air had frozen.

After winning the war, he was grateful, admired, recognized, and revered. The atmosphere that was like the moon surrounded by stars saved a country. This air that was filled with the sweetness and joy of victory was pierced by cold words, and what followed was a bone-chilling cold.

The person in front of him was Cleveland's father, the man who had lost his son.

His eyes and expression condensed into an indescribable coldness.

A second later, Tina reacted and hurriedly stood in front of Kang De. "Uncle Xide!"

Kang De pulled her back.

The Prime Minister bowed slightly. He was polite and his posture was elegant. There was no mistake. His expression was calm as if the previous sentence was an illusion, "Your Highness, what can I do for you?"