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Zhu Wencong pulled Malik into his carriage, as his identity held great potential for utilization.

Malik hadn't expected the Asian before him to want to cooperate; his impression of Asians was that they were dull and not smart.

"What kind of business do you want to do with me?" Malik was curious, unclear about what Zhu Wencong did.

"Do you need a brand-new identity to start a new life?" Zhu Wencong countered.

Malik hurriedly nodded, then shook his head: "The Federation is already gone, what do I need a new identity for?

It's just that there are more people who know me over there, so I want to settle down here and live out my second half of life."

Zhu Wencong remembered he had explained it in Chinese when Malik was kneeling on the ground begging God for forgiveness.

In fact, by the end of August, the Southern Army was at the gates of Washington, and once the cry for abolition was raised in September, the Southern Faction had no chance of victory.