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The Internet Is Not a Lawless Place

Kant paced back and forth curiously in the Chinese-style presidential suite No. 18 on the fishing island, which was supposed to only receive foreign heads of state. This was probably one of the most difficult presidential suites in the world to stay in.

How should he put it?

Compared to Kant's own home, the ceiling was very high, but the area was much larger. The decorations were all genuine antiques. The decoration was low-key and gorgeous, but it was old. The security was far better. The temperature was pleasant, and the scenery outside the window was green. It seemed to be just that.

Gah.

Kant walked to the master bedroom with his hands behind his back. He clicked his tongue as he looked around.

Sister Qin followed three steps behind. Her eyes were filled with curiosity as she quietly looked around. This was a rare experience for her.