People had an innate fear of darkness. Once they entered the dark, it was hard not to associate it with negative emotions.
Even a relaxed mood would begin to grow somewhat tense. Everyone was like this.
At nine o'clock that evening, the President sat in his unlit study. He felt somewhat cold, though he did not know whether it was because of the temperature or because of the phone call he had just received.
The person on the other end of the line had told him without hesitation that the person on the other side was Peng Joe's Diplomat.
The purpose of the call was to remind the President that this impeachment was no small matter. The Self-Government Party was backed by the federation, and the federation wanted the Self-Government Party, which leaned toward them, to replace the People's Aid Party.
Naturally, they would also find someone to replace him as President.
When he heard this, the President's scalp tingled faintly. Lehmer's political environment had always been simple and clean.
The main reason was that there were few people, and holding power offered no real benefits.
Aside from gaining the title of president or ruling party, the President and the ruling party instead had to help the entire country accelerate its economic development. It was exhausting work.
Without benefits, there were no conspiracies. No one would harbor a belly full of ill intentions just to rise to power and then serve the people.
Anyone with a belly full of ill intentions would never have been able to take this position.
So Lehmer's political environment had been very clean—until this moment! The President had never thought in this direction before, but now the Peng Joe People, who were as adept at internal struggles as they were at external ones, had reminded