Alvin looked sideways at Zhang Qiang, who was reciting his declaration without a shred of sincerity. The guy was even worse than he'd thought.
He'd realized he couldn't escape his own bad luck, so now he was doing everything he could to drag everyone else down with him.
Alvin didn't mind, though. As long as Zhang Qiang could solve the problem, how he did it was his business.
Alvin had made such a huge spectacle of things. If Wakanda managed to throw a wrench in the works, it would be embarrassing.
The best outcome, of course, would be to drag out the culprit and chop his head off, then give Wakanda enough compensation to put the whole thing behind them.
Alvin had pushed Lin Shaoqing forward as a scapegoat partly because he really had taken a dislike to him, and partly because Zhang Qiang's smug certainty that he had Alvin in his pocket had annoyed him.
"Dragon Bone"? He had plenty of that stuff. But if Zhang Qiang thought a few crude flattery attempts were enough to make Alvin hand it over, he was underestimating him.
After listening to Zhang Qiang wax eloquent for ages, Alvin smiled and cupped his hands toward him, putting on an affected air as he said in Chinese, "Zhang Qiang, your wisdom is unparalleled. You will surely deliver justice to Wakanda and restore peace and order to the African continent...
"On behalf of the millions of birds and beasts across Africa, Ye Qing would like to offer his heartfelt thanks for your great kindness..."
Zhi He, Zhang Qiang's sister-in-law, stared at Alvin and her brother-in-law as they spouted nonsense without a care in the world. Then she burst out laughing, clapped a hand over her mouth, and let out a string of pained, muffled giggles...