The tea on the table had grown a little cold. Nathaniel Ying raised his eyes and glanced at County Magistrate Qiang who was standing quietly.
The scientists thought that the emperor had already made a decision, and they all concentrated their attention, ready to listen to the instructions that would affect the people's livelihood and politics in South Korea.
Nathaniel Ying raised his arm and pointed at a wooden chair in the hall, and the other two followed his gaze.
"What are you standing for? Aren't you tired? Sit and wait."
Qiang opened his mouth and lowered his head slightly.
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