"...So, is it still a mask after all?" Yuchang felt a little sad.

"Most adults have two sides to the world, especially politicians and entertainment stars. However, if the mask is worn for a lifetime, it becomes the truth." Yang Mingzhao seemed even more sad, trying to regain his respect and said: "

This is not President Nikita’s fault, it is the fault of the times.”

His ability to become Mr. President's secretary was originally an exchange of interests between the Presidential Palace and the Spiritual Research Society, but after all, they had been working together for two years, and there was still some genuine feeling.

Yuchang still looked worried: "Uncle Master will be very disappointed, right? He obviously has great respect for President Nishita, so he is willing to obey the arbitrary orders of the Earth government."

Yang Mingzhao's expression was a little strange. He felt that the younger brother's filter on his uncle was a bit serious.

Fish intestines: "But even if you just put on a mask, this is unreasonable! When the empire entered the solar system, all the empire troops came to the city, and he was quite courageous. But now, we are almost successful in breaking through, but

The whole thing has become sluggish? Is it because of the so-called war criminals list? According to common sense, he should have been angered, and he is incompatible with the empire, right?"

Yang Mingzhao suddenly became happy, shook his head and said: "This so-called list of war criminals comes from the intelligence station established by the Communist Party of China in New Baghdad. With their level..."

"Are they all losers?"

Yang Mingzhao taught seriously: "Well, there is a person in charge of the committee on this ship. Don't talk about Uncle Master's temporary jokes. It doesn't matter if you offend your colleagues, but if it affects Uncle Yu's reputation,

, then it becomes a sin.”
Chapter completed!