Federation Capital, Lunovila Central City.
A black extended armored sedan stopped before Moraleh Inner Lake.
The door opened, and Chu Zhixian stepped out. He removed his sunglasses and looked ahead, where numerous expressionless security guards in formal attire stood on the artificial lawn.
A middle-aged man sat on the dock, wearing a fisherman's hat. A fishing rod had been set up before him, and a fish bucket sat beside him, though it contained nothing but clear water.
"Commander Chu, Councilor Emmons is waiting for you." A smiling receptionist in formal attire approached him. "This is private property. Please do not carry any weapons."
"I understand."
Chu Zhixian took out the self-defense pistol he carried and handed it to the security personnel behind him. Then he walked forward alone and sat in the empty chair the other party had left for him.
Looking at the calm lake, he said, "We may be leaving next month.
"Mr. Emmons, due to the delegation's discipline, I'm afraid I won't have another chance to meet with you after this.
"I came this time to say goodbye in advance."
Councilor Emmons's implanted eye remained fixed on the fishing line ahead, as if he had not heard a word. After a while, regret appeared on his face, and he slowly withdrew his attention.
He said, "Mr. Chu, we have gotten along very well. I'm glad to have made a friend like you. I believe that even after you return, our friendship can continue."
Chu Zhixian said, "Yes, we are friends. Perhaps we can help each other in the future. I believe the world should cooperate more, that the boundaries between nations should not be so distinct, and that people of every country should have the right to enjoy good things."
"I wholeheartedly agree."
Councilor Emmons turned to