The President of Freedom Country clenched his fists tightly, veins bulging on his arms. "Go and negotiate. As long as Jiang Shu lowers his head, we won't pursue this matter for now. Also, bring the Deep Sea Avenger back."
To build the Mecha, Freedom Country had already emptied its national treasury.
Even if the Deep Sea Avenger was scrapped, as long as it could be brought back, some losses could be recovered.
Forcing down the anger in his heart, the President's orders reached the military in the Pacific Ocean. Aboard an aircraft carrier, a famous veteran general from Freedom Country, a Fourth Rank Genetic War General, took a deep breath. He knew what the President was enduring.
This time, it was indeed Freedom Country that was in the wrong first. They couldn't morally blame Jiang Shu. But that didn't mean they didn't feel anger in their hearts.
It had always been Freedom Country that attacked others. It had always been others who feared Freedom Country.
