"What do you mean?"
"Without a foolproof strategy, how could I dare to move against you?" Emperor Quan replied coldly, giving him a sharp glance. In his vicious eyes, a trace of impenetrable cold light flickered, his smile as deadly as a poisonous needle that could bring death.
"You're right, I don't dare to touch you. I fear your current identity, your current status, you have diplomatic immunity, you're not subject to judicial jurisdiction, and as a military man, I certainly don't want to cause trouble for the country. However..."
The corners of his lips curled up, his eyes suddenly turned frosty, and he clapped his hands gently.
"Come in!"
Quan Shiheng's pupils contracted.
He turned his gaze toward the door that hadn't been closed—
Another man walked in.