"We're going to save them," Xiu Nuo said.
"Really?" Pachy's eyes lit up.
"Of course. When have I ever lied?" Xiu Nuo said with a smile, "So, you're going to Arizona, Pachy. You're the hero of Los Angeles, a role model for black people, the most honest person in the United States. You need to save your fellows."
"Me... me???" Pachy's voice rose, "Boss, you must be misunderstanding something about me!"
Xiu Nuo smiled. "What you need to do is simple, just unite those black people or lead them to settle elsewhere. Only then can they stand up against the oppression from white people, right? Just like Martin did."
"Do you know how suddenly Martin died?"
"Are you going to die, Pachy?" Xiu Nuo asked in return, "If you were going to die, you should have died already."
Pachy opened his mouth, looked at Xiu Nuo's expression, and asked, feeling very aggrieved, "Can I not go, boss?"
Xiu Nuo laughed. "Those elite blacks are whitewashing the whites' conspiracy. That's what you said, Pachy."