"I won't sign this contract. I don't need a partner who doesn't trust us, nor do I need a partner who harms my brothers. If you have the guts, go ahead and shut down our Beacon Group."
General Taylor was in an awkward position.
If the Beacon Group really got shut down, they'd be criticized to death.
So many people would lose their jobs.
Besides, there's really no evidence.
How exactly did you commit a crime, and why is it so obscure that there's not a shred of evidence?
"I've said, it's a private act and has nothing to do with us. How about this: for the people you lost, we'll compensate them, and the government will offer their families indefinite care, green cards, lifelong service. How about that?"
"And what about Mu Liang, who has less than three months to live, how do you answer for that?"
General Taylor was dumbfounded. What now?
Is Mu Liang dying?
How is that possible? I just saw his back looking just as aggravating and still very robust. Don't lie to me, young man.
