Cedric sat in the back row as Vogo's representative in the meeting between the two countries. Vrog sat quietly in the front row and in front of him, President Orlando was wearing a cautiously flattering smile.
Cedric acted calmly, he looked around this place through the corner of his eye, the current state palace was the same palace where he was born and raised. This place had changed a lot, no longer an elegant place with minimalist design, but immediately changed into a glamorous place with bright gold nuances.
"Those people are so tacky, their taste is so bad." Xenon couldn't hold back his sneer. The man stared at the president's pitiful figure. "I don't know how he has enough brains."
"Even the walls have ears, don't talk nonsense in this place." Cedric immediately warned him thr
