Half an hour later, Secretary Wen walked in through the corridor on the side and led Chi Xiaoyu into a secret resting room.
"Wait here, the President is in a meeting, and will be here soon,"
"Mhm!"
She nodded and sat down.
After Secretary Wen left, she stood up and looked outside through the window.
This seemed to be the back hall of the palace.
Outside the window was a large garden, there were no armed soldiers guarding it, but there were security personnel in suits and leather collars coming and going.
On the uniforms of these people, there was the golden emblem of the Lion Eagle.
All this looked hauntingly familiar...
Suddenly, there were low footsteps coming from behind her.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly turned around.
It was a tall man in a pitch-black suit, with delicate features, his eyes piercing and keen, and every movement exuded a powerful aura of authority.
This man, this face, this figure...
Why, why did she find him so familiar?
