'Another Senior Agent?'
Gudunmaha frowned at the Projection screen before him, then subconsciously glanced at the hidden door concealing the Mechanical Guard.
Although he had used the best painkillers available, the center of his buttocks was still throbbing faintly.
Gudunmaha realized it.
This country was facing a huge wave that was about to rise. The New Federation had been preparing for this for years, and was finally about to make its move.
Two Senior Agents had sought him out one after another. That explained everything!
He absolutely could not let his guard down again.
He absolutely could not repeat the same mistake.
Absolutely not!
"Sir, the merchant you wanted to see is waiting outside."
His trusted captain of the guards reminded him from the side.
Gudunmaha looked up at the several guards in the room. Although he was deeply unwilling, it was impossible to have these guards present while meeting an agent from another country. The soundproofing shield would also be activated in the room.
Gudunmaha slowly raised his hand. The guards left the doorway in orderly steps, while today's 'protagonist' had already gathered himself outside.
Gudunmaha glanced over from the corner of his eye, and his mood grew even worse.
This Middle-aged Man should be a seasoned and experienced agent. He had the facial features of a New Federation citizen—high forehead, deep-set eyes, dark irises, and a large Adam's apple. He wore a crisp gray suit. His thick, short brown hair was fluffy yet coarse, and the bow tie at his collar undoubtedly concealed all sorts of espionage devices.
The agent closed the door behind him.
He began gazing at Gudunmaha with 'deep affection.'
At that moment, Gudunmaha's instincts returned—the keen sense of danger honed from years of dealing with people like this, which Yang Ming had previously rendered