With a blast of cannons, Huaxia welcomed another National Day, filling the nation with a festive atmosphere akin to the New Year.
"So you're saying that inviting those generals over today was just a trap you set?"
"Daring to prowl near our country's domain is just a warning," Zhang Menglong reclined on his private jet's chair, "If I don't play them to death today, then I'm not a Zhang!"
"You," Lu Yiyao poked Zhang Menglong's forehead, "should consider the relationships between countries too, don't make it too ugly."
"Actually, there's nothing much to consider."
"How can that be? If a fight really starts, it's the common people who will suffer." Lu Yiyao said.
"No, no, no," Zhang Menglong shook his head, "Do you know under what circumstances a fight would break out? It happens when there is a possibility of victory. If they know they have no chance of winning, and they still fight, then they are idiots."
