Zuo Qinglong sneered:

"Arabian Nights!"

"How many countries are included in the Federation?"

"I'm afraid there are at least a hundred of them, right?"

"Let alone the entire Federation, even in our Great Xia, we can't achieve national unity!"

"There are many people who are willing to sacrifice everything for their own benefit and disregard the interests of Daxia!"

Xia Yuanyi nodded and said:

"You're right."

"More than a decade ago, Daxia was in trouble and attacked from all sides."

"There are threats from demonic beasts outside, and from within, there is a united push to exclude and boycott the city, led by Fusang and numbering no less than a hundred cities."

"Whether it's in the federal bureaucracy or in economics and trade, they are all blocking Daxia."

"During those years, Daxia was in a very difficult situation..."

"And my father wasn't even a Saint-level expert at the time. After being blocked, his voice in the Federation became even weaker. His influence was insignificant..."

"When Daxia was in its most difficult time, the former powerful nation, the head of the United States, publicly stood up to support Daxia, shocking the scoundrels led by Fusang..."

"Afterwards, the special physiognomist of the Meidi leader proposed to break the impasse through marriage. As long as Daxia and Meidi became relatives, those scoundrels would be wary..."

"After a difficult ideological struggle, my father finally agreed to the marriage between my younger sister and Tesla..."

"After the news of the marriage was announced, those led by Fusang did indeed restrain themselves..."

When Xia Yuanyi said this, his tone was relatively calm.

After that, the mood swings became more intense...