Chapter 1778: Go to Dawn? (Big chapter seeking monthly ticket)
"Here." Christos raised a hand and handed over a white handkerchief.
Only then did Youth realize that his eyes had reddened during his outburst. He accepted Christos's handkerchief and said quietly, "Mr. Christos, we still hope you can make the right decision. No matter what, it's better than sitting here waiting to die."
With that, he took a deep breath, clutching the handkerchief as he slowly stepped back. "I lost my composure. I'll leave first."
Christos raised his head and watched Youth walk away.
"There are many people in the cabinet and parliament now who think we're being too radical," the young assistant walked over, standing behind Christos as he said in a low voice. "They don't think we should start a civil war. They hope to resolve this crisis through political and commercial means, with perhaps a little appropriate violence at most, just like before."
Christos listened quietly without answering or passing judgment. He merely watched the pedestrians flowing along the street.
At that moment, following Youth's low roar, quite a few people had noticed Christos sitting by the roadside. Some raised their hands to greet him, while others hurried past as though they had not seen him.
Christos smiled and returned the greetings. This was not the first time he had appeared on the streets over the years.
People had gone from initial surprise, asking for autographs and photos, to becoming accustomed to his presence. His appearances around here had even become one of Dawn City's "check-in attractions."
As Christos responded to the greetings around him, a dark-skinned little boy wearing a small backpack squeezed out of the crowd. He looked around, fixed his gaze on Christos, and hurried over.
The assistant standing behind Christos immediately tensed up.