This world was cruel.
So cruel that it would not stop turning because any one person had left—not even for a second! Movies had protagonists, television shows had protagonists, novels had protagonists, and even every long or short story had a protagonist.
But in this world—in the real world—there were no protagonists.
Nor could anyone become one.
When Lin Qi's not-so-severe voice, carrying the most unnerving threat, reached His Excellency the Governor's ears, he chose to compromise after a long silence.
If Peng Joe had not been defeated.
If the Federation were not the world's number one power.
Then he would have had no need to consider threats from a Federal merchant.
But the Peng Joe Empire had signed the surrender agreement, and large numbers of nobles—even the emperor—had been sent to the Federation to stand trial as war criminals.
From the moment the New Emperor selected by the Federal people took the throne, many things he had not cared about in the past became troublesome.
Moreover, the person he was facing was no ordinary merchant.
He was the owner of a Private Armed Force that could launch long-range bombers to bomb targets on its own! He was a merchant capable of influencing the Federation's diplomatic strategy and even its war decisions!
When Lin Qi made it clear that I don't care what you think, but I will do something excessive, His Excellency the Governor had already lost.
He had thought Lin Qi would not dare go too far, but now it seemed he had been far too naive.
"I'll send the person to you."
"But my losses..."
Lin Qi cut him off.
"I want to see the person first. Then we'll cooperate."
"To me, wealth is like sand on a beach. I can have as much as I want."