"I truly have no idea how to proceed from here," the man murmured, shaking his head as he stared into the distant scenery, lost in thought.
Ling Qingyu raised an eyebrow but offered no comment on his indecisiveness. Only those who had occupied such a position could fully comprehend its burdens—even if her perspective came from a higher dimension.
No one held the right, nor possessed the correctness, to judge others unless they had acted from the same position.
What she intended to say next would be meaningless unless there existed a collective group whose interests aligned with the President's and who were willing to communicate sincerely.
"May we speak in private?" Ling Qingyu asked, glancing deliberately at the deputy minister who stood nearby, pretending to busy himself.
