Li Minghui still remembered how, just a few days ago, he had complained to his secretary that The Alliance was being too merciful. Yet before many days had passed, his "good friend" had brought him a huge surprise.
The idlers on Ring Island must have been too well-fed. Because a few people had been burned to death in some backwater ravine that could not even be found on a map, they had come out carrying signs to protest the economic cooperation between the Southern Sea Alliance and the Empire.
Fine, that really was outrageous.
But the protest genuinely left him at a loss.
Honestly, anyone with half a brain could see who was handing out money for nothing and who was being bled dry. Yet these people had somehow decided that he was being the Empire's lapdog.
When Li Minghui heard about it, he flew into a rage and wanted nothing more than to head straight to Ring Island and argue it out with those fishermen.
Twenty billion!
The Southern Sea Alliance could get twenty billion for free without doing a thing!
Did they not stop to think where the welfare that kept them from starving even when they did no work came from?!
Just look how spoiled The Alliance had made them!
In the end, The Alliance's leaders had been farsighted after all. They had seen at a glance that Xilan was a shit pit, drawn a circle around themselves, and played their own game without including them at all.
And then there was the Legion...
But the Legion was another matter entirely. They simply did not consider the people in the zoo to be human. That was a separate issue.
Different people had different lower limits.
While Li Minghui was stewing in silence, Si Wen came looking for