"So Mr. Jieluno is advocating dealing with Akumali?"
Mr. Wo Delike slightly corrected his wording. "Mr. Jieluno believes that Akumali's existence has affected us, and we need to discuss how to deal with this matter."
After hearing that, Lin Qi no longer found the matter strange.
Human trafficking was an extremely private business to begin with. If word got out to the whole world, the Duncan Family would become utterly notorious.
Besides, Akumali had already displayed the qualities of a "leader." More and more people trusted him, and he had also caused some trouble for the Federal authorities.
A divided Nagaril that could never unite was the Nagaril that served the Federation's interests.
Aside from the Nagaril People themselves, who hoped they could rise peacefully, nobody wanted them to achieve that—not even the Gefrans, perhaps. In any case, they liked anything that could cause trouble for the Federation.
Without any other changes, it might have taken some time—perhaps several years—before the Federal authorities moved against Akumali. But with the Duncan Family's support, they might act much sooner.
Weakness was the Original Sin.
Lin Qi could already imagine that once Akumali was no longer active in Nagaril, the Duncan Family would conduct its human-trafficking business even more recklessly.
And without Akumali, Nagaril would suffer an ideological collapse, producing many different factions. They would each fight on their own and never unite.
Chaos, instability, poverty, backwardness, and complete dependence on the Federation and the United Development Company—that was what they wanted.
Mr. Wo Delike laughed twice without saying anything.
But saying nothing was itself a form of response. He had tacitly acknowledged Lin Qi's statement.
The cost of hiring one Federal worker could hire eight to ten Nagaril people.
If each worker's labor was worth five dollars a day, then ten people