At least they had fought for it.
Struggled for it.
And played a small role at the very last moment.
"Mr. President, my Iron Legion has taken control of Air Force One. You can rest easy now."
Stark said with a smile.
"Whew."
The president finally breathed a sigh of relief. In truth, his entire body had been trembling, and he had nearly wet himself.
Especially after seeing someone so breathtakingly beautiful.
Yet so overwhelmingly powerful.
A Goddess.
Of course.
Stark had broken out in a cold sweat as well.
Only a man like Lin Yan could probably handle a woman like this. He felt nothing but immense envy and jealousy.
"This is Miss Qi Lin!"
There was even a hint of pride in Stark's tone.
The president snapped out of his daze with a lost expression. "Thank you, beautiful miss."
"Hello, Miss Qi Lin."
The president smiled. Being personally received by him was an honor for anyone, and he extended his hand to shake Qi Lin's—but it froze in midair.
"The mission is complete. It's time for me to leave."
Qi Lin turned and asked.
Mr. President wore an awkward expression. He had never expected her to be such an icy beauty.
Silence.
Nothing was more frightening than sudden silence.
Qi Lin had always been a soldier of Xia Kingdom, and this was not only... not her original world, but also Mizi Nation.
If it had not been for the mission, she would not even have wanted to breathe the air here.
"Mr. President, sorry, but I think it's time for me to leave too."
The smile on Stark's face was equally awkward.
The president, however, smiled at Qi Lin. "Thank you once again, Miss Qi Lin."
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