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Well, it did not really count as "pulling strings." No special advantages had been given to them in terms of inheritance; they were merely being provided with a few conveniences.

Letting them fly over could also be considered a form of reciprocation to fellow descendants of Yan and Huang.

Besides, China itself valued "morality." Although the Seven Virtues were foreign, they were more or less the same in practice. And since the Chinese Zodiac originated in China, once they received this information, they would surely study it even more carefully. So who exactly should they send?

Sure enough, once China received Wakanda's notice, they understood.

During the meeting...

The big shots argued fiercely.

"I've been curious about his identity for a long time."

"Tsk, Old Li, what you said... tsk tsk..."

"What are you tsking for?!" Old Li had a fiery temper. He slapped the table and rose to his feet, glaring furiously.

The man opposite him looked like a Maitreya Buddha. "I'm tsking because you're making hindsight remarks."

"You..."

"Enough, stop arguing!" Qin Dada's brows twitched wildly. Finally unable to take it anymore, he rapped hard on the tabletop.

Once he spoke, Old Li muttered something and sat back down, though his expression remained extremely displeased.

"I called you here not to watch you quarrel."

"Hehe, I wasn't arguing with Old Li."

"You..." Old Li glared.

Then Qin Dada glared him back into silence.

"Enough. Both of you, quiet down. Let's discuss how to handle this matter."

Old Li said in a gruff voice, "How else should we handle it? Since Wakanda has already spoken, they must have made thorough preparations. We only need to dispatch a confidential passenger aircraft. They said so themselves—could it be that they haven't made the corresponding preparations? What I don't understand is, that