Mr.President, Let's Get a Divorce
Chapter 431: Search the mountains! Capture them alive!

Chapter 431: Search the mountains! Capture them alive!

Qing Luo glanced at him, one leg hanging over the side of the motorcycle, gently swinging.

"I saw a very interesting person."

"Oh?"

Dressed in a suit, his chestnut-colored pointed leather shoes shining.

The salt-and-pepper hair revealed his middle-aged status.

Qing Luo turned off the tablet in his hand and casually placed it aside, brought his legs from either side of the motorcycle to one side, straightened his body, and clasped his hands together.

"Joy, go back and tell your boss that before long, I might be able to give him a big gift."

The man known as Joy smiled,

"Chief Qing Luo is young, likes mystery and intrigue. You said you saw an interesting person, right?"

Qing Luo smiled but didn’t tell him,

"Even the closest of partners should keep a sense of mystery between them. However... I can give you a hint."

"...Is it someone from G country?"

Joy narrowed his eyes, asking immediately.

"It’s someone from G country, and moreover, someone very important to G country."

Qing Luo finished speaking, shrugged slightly, got off the motorcycle, walked over to the negotiation table in front, sat down, and gestured for Joy to sit as well.

"A person very important to G country... Haha, Chief Qing Luo, the scope you’re giving is too broad. May I ask one more question, is it someone who would have a significant impact on the current situation?"

Qing Luo looked steadily at him,

"Let’s stop beating around the bush and start talking business."

"..."

Joy pursed his lips slightly, clearly intrigued by Qing Luo’s appetizer.

But since he couldn’t get an answer now, he had to let it go.

This young man seemed slight but was extraordinarily tough.

Joy had seen his personal abilities and also his military leadership skills.

The rebel army had grown so much in just a few years, largely thanks to this man.

The sixth prince from M country, a child born to the King and a palace maid. Officially named as born to the maid, he was actually a product of the King’s rape of a servant girl.

Qing Luo was an embarrassment to the royal family of M country.

Throughout history, the royal family’s use of power to cover up wrongdoings has been far more frequent than known to the public.

Most were covered up, let alone recorded in history.

But Qing Luo’s mother was a woman of fierce temperament, who repeatedly tried to abort the pregnancy after learning of it. The more fierce her demeanor, the more the King’s affection intensified.

From pregnancy to childbirth, the maid was closely watched; the King even threatened her family’s lives to ensure the birth of the child.

In the end, the child was born, and the King was pleased.

Unable to shake off surveillance, the maid had no choice but to submit to lower the King’s guard, believing he had tamed this fiery woman.

Yet the woman took a staggering action!

"The military equipment is all in place, Caesar’s government army is still resisting, but it’s estimated that within a week, we can completely take over Caesar, leaving no room for the government army to fight back."

Qing Luo spoke of his own accord,

"So, Joy, rest assured and tell your boss that his investments and efforts will not be in vain. The victory in this war will surely be ours."

Joy held his substantial belly and smiled,

"My boss has never had a single doubt about Chief Qing Luo eventually winning this victory."

"That’s good to hear, as partners, we should trust each other."

"But my boss also has his concerns."

"Please, elaborate."

"Now, all domestic and international media call you ’rebel army’, and your brutal way of war, despite having achieved great results, might cause harm to innocent civilians. Even if you take control of M country’s government, I fear your international standing will be quite..."

"The victor becomes king, the vanquished become bandits. Today’s disaster is only temporary; without sacrifice, how can we achieve anything?"

Qing Luo didn’t feel there was anything inappropriate about his actions.

This man, who looked to be only twenty-three or twenty-four years old, had a cold expression on his fair face.

"Whether it’s you people from G country or those in the United Nations, it seems you all like to talk about... ’face’?"

"It’s not just a matter of ’face’."

Qing Luo spread his hands,

"In my view, it is a face issue. Your boss, as someone who has invested in and wants to profit from the war, wants to seem like a mere observer, ’clean’ and unrelated to the war, epitomizing the hypocrisy of playing the whore while setting up a monument to chastity."