"Right! James has also arrived in Tsarist Russia, taking the train from Moscow to Saint Petersburg this morning," Zhu Wencong suddenly remembered.
"Hmm! I know! But isn't there a problem with him always flying your flag?" Fannie was only concerned about Zhu Wencong.
Zhu Wencong waved his hand dismissively; in James's case, he was nothing more than a statue, whereas James was the true leader.
To grow stronger, James needed to diminish Zhu Wencong's presence and enhance his own influence to ensure that the believers would only obey him.
"I can't believe that after being swindled out of all his fortunes in America, he's become the darling of high society in Tsarist Russia.
The world is indeed crazy. Sometimes I really don't understand how they make money at all?
Perhaps the foolishness of the public exceeds my imagination; I've never seen anyone voluntarily give their money to another person.