"I've lived for sixty years, and I've never been as frightened as I was that night."
In the interview video, tears streamed down Sun Linshou's face.
A sixty-year-old Deputy Minister of the United Government kept sobbing, leaving the reporter beside him at something of a loss.
The reporter could only say, "Uh... yes, wanting to survive is only natural. We can all understand, Minister Sun..."
"No." Sun Linshou shook his head. "I wasn't afraid of dying."
"Then what were you afraid of?"
Sun Linshou sighed, his eyes filled with sorrow. "I was afraid I'd betray Secretary-General Gu's trust and fail to uncover the cause of Minister Jiang's death."
"I was afraid a shadow would fall over the Department of Justice from then on, plunging the lives of everyone in the Safe Zone into darkness."
"I was afraid I wouldn't live to see the day humanity struck back against the gods and reclaimed Earth."
"..."
The reporter froze.
Clearly, he hadn't expected Sun Linshou, who was weeping and sniffling as though he had suffered every injustice imaginable, to say something like that.
Once again, he had no idea what to say and glanced at the camera in mild bewilderment.
Qin Siyang curled his lip. "The reporter interviewing Minister Sun isn't very good. One minute into the interview, and Minister Sun has already stun-locked him twice. Tsk, tsk. Who picked this guy, anyway? He looks slick and polished enough, but the moment he opens his mouth, he's like some pretty-boy idol. He can't play along with Minister Sun's act at all."
Seeing that no one responded, Sun Linshou casually wiped his tear-blurred eyes, then said, "I thought I'd never see tomorrow's lights. At that critical moment, thank goodness student Qin Siyang arrived in time. He fought several rounds against Wan Tongwei, that