Chen Lun pondered for a moment before finally opening the drawer on his right side, taking out a sheet from a stack of letter paper, and then he picked up the steel pen on the desk to start writing—
"To Prince Dazlert, regarding your views and countermeasures toward the 'Anlong United Kingdom,' I share similar perspectives and believe that among the Sun Royal Family, only your decisions are the most correct..."
He had written half of it when he realized that the paper was not enough, so he took out another sheet.
Until the black ink almost crawled across the entire sheet of paper.
"...In conclusion, as a member of the Imperial Judgement Group, I greatly support your decision and hope that the Empire can reclaim the territory that rightfully belongs to us—Jack Spett."
Chen Lun examined the two sheets of paper, then silently stuffed them into a leather paper envelope and sealed it with fire lacquer, affixing his personal seal.
A letter "J" encircled by two snakes.
