Beside her, Xiao Yue sneered openly. She knew Ling Qingyu too well—this was her 'gentle' mode.
The minister tried to swallow, but his throat caught. It wasn't until the woman beside him tugged on his sleeve that he snapped out of it.
"Madam Ling," he managed, "Please—my sincerest apologies. There will be no search. This was... a misunderstanding."
Maybe the unpleasant affair had reached the so-called head of state.
Ling Qingyu said nothing more. She simply turned and moved forward, as if the matter was too trivial to bother remembering.
But everyone present knew—she'd remember it. And so would his superiors. In addition, the commotion should have reached the man she was about to meet today.
That must be the reason why the woman interrupted the minister to loosen the stake, giving in.
Ling Qingyu was sick of such temptations to test her bottom line. Truthfully, she had none apart from guaranteeing the 'sovereignty' of her islands.
