Three days later.
The Alliance and the Dragon Kingdom issued an emergency statement.
They declared that the Sunshine Beach incident had been a joint operation by the Dragon Kingdom and the Alliance against a terrorist organization.
Everyone who knew the truth tacitly remained silent.
The Old Man stood alone in his study, humming a tune as he straightened his clothes.
Although they had not fought their way beyond the Asia Region, after this battle, no one in the region would dare provoke the Dragon Kingdom.
With unparalleled fighting strength and unity between soldiers and civilians, the First War Zone had thoroughly extinguished any thoughts of unrest among the surrounding alien races.
"Alliance news report: following an expert investigation, the collapse of the Capitol Building has been attributed to an earthquake."
"The earthquake caused economic losses totaling one billion yuan. The Alliance's Capital City is now divided into an eastern city and a western city."
"A total of 98 members of Congress were killed, with over a thousand ordinary civilians killed or injured. The leader has ordered flags flown at half-mast to mourn those who lost their lives in this natural disaster."
The television was broadcasting Alliance news.
The corners of the Old Man's mouth lifted involuntarily.
His deeply wrinkled face glowed, all the exhaustion of the past few days swept away.
The gamble paid off.
White Garment forced the Alliance to admit defeat after all.
Naturally, the next step was to build on their gains.
The commanders and ministers at the door had already been waiting for some time.
When they saw the Old Man emerge, they asked in unison, "How are we going to negotiate?"
They had won. Negotiations were naturally the next step.
"At the very least, we need to drive Western influence out of the Asia Region