With Paul mediating, Francisco spent less than three hours in the Intelligence Bureau's interrogation room before being released on bail.
But Francisco was nearly bursting with rage. "Bail... What did I do that I needed bail?"
"I'm just a Cancer patient. Even now, I don't know whether I've truly recovered. I have no idea what I did to endanger Mairui Country... Why was I taken away the moment I got off the plane?"
Fernandez comforted him. "Uncle, no matter what, we're out now. That's what matters. I'll have Paul keep an eye on that Intelligence Bureau... We should thank Paul for helping us. Otherwise, we would have had a lot more trouble."
"Perhaps... I should thank him," Francisco said angrily. He was old-fashioned, but when it came to the essence of tangled interests, his understanding far surpassed Fernandez's.
So he truly could not be bothered to explain. "After the examination, let's leave. By the way... Mr. F seems rather concerned about the Divine Temple?"
"They don't call that place a Divine Temple. They call it a Daoist Temple," Fernandez said, feeling that his uncle was a little behind the times.
"A Daoist Temple? A Daoist Temple is good," Francisco said decisively. "Could we build one too?"
To be fair, he had never planned to do that before. He had only thought that once his Cancer was cured, he would go back and buy up his family company's stocks at rock-bottom prices.
He was grateful to Luo Hua's Cancer Care Center, but that was all. Two hundred million Mairui Dollars in treatment fees was no small sum. They owed each other nothing.
However, the moment he arrived in Mairui Country, he had been treated like that by the Intelligence Bureau. Francisco was truly furious. It had been years since anyone had