Chapter 2063 - 2063:

General Fatty Pig was furious, his expression terribly unkind, and the staff serving him breakfast were scared out of their wits.

His sister whispered, "Brother, come out, let me explain?"

Slam!

General Fatty Pig slapped the dining table so hard that the staff around him dropped to their knees, not daring to breathe loudly.

This was just the norm!

On the table, the cups clattered, oh how imposing the General looked, haha...

But his sister wasn't frightened at all, no one knew her brother better than she did.

Even though her brother had assassinated another elder brother, he would never kill his sister.

One brother might threaten his power, but sister certainly wouldn't.

So, the sister whispered, "Brother, isn't your trouble these days all because of Ye Waya? Evil Luo Country refuses to help; even the Great East Pot is being elusive, isn't it just frustrating you?"

As soon as General Fatty Pig heard this, his eyes lit up, and his expression eased.

Seeing this, the sister quickly continued, "He's dead, right? You don't have to worry about his whereabouts anymore, right? Then, we've made money, saved expenses, and you're not bothered anymore, are you?"

General Fatty Pig's face broke into a smile and he even clapped his hands, "Ah, it truly is my sister, dear sister, you're absolutely right! He's the one who's dead, I suffered no loss, I, the General, suffered no loss at all, hahaha..."

Laughter broke out, and didn't that lighten up the atmosphere?

Immediately, the kneeling staff all stood up, drenched in cold sweat, fortunately, the General laughed!

General Fatty Pig resumed enjoying the sumptuous breakfast, and also invited his sister to join him.

By the way, he instructed, "Have them deal with the corpse, don't even leave any ashes. Let this matter pass just like that! The guards at the Palace have also worked hard, don't blame them, just rotate their duties. Also... let's keep this matter confidential! It doesn't matter who did it, what matters is that he's gone, haha..."

Of course, the sister assured him that she would handle the matter well, and asked her brother to rest easy about the grand parade, leaving everything to her.

Ah, what a good sister indeed!

Indeed, it's the sister who can handle the brother so well!

And as for the guards at the palace, they narrowly escaped a disaster, each one tearfully grateful, the General's kindness, they could never repay even in ten lifetimes!

That same morning, General Fatty's grand parade went ahead as scheduled, and it looked quite something.

Anyway, it wasn't broadcast outside, behind closed doors, grandeur is grandeur.

Gu Changsha from Great East Pot took a place of honor; General Fatty Pig held the central position, basking in pride. The defense minister of Evil Luo Country took another place of distinction, looking troubled.

No smile on the defense minister's face, and rightfully so, because the war was a disaster. He came this time hoping to buy soldiers, not knowing if this garbage fat slob would agree.

Anyway, the night before, the minister tentatively sounded him out. In response, the fat slob threw out a price — ten thousand US dollars per soldier; alive, pay five thousand up front, pay the rest if dead, otherwise no deal.

That's the flat rate, the minister said he'd go back and discuss it.

Anyhow, the minister knew the soldiers here were skin and bones, indeed sent as cannon fodder, no better option on the battlefield than using human lives to fill the gaps.

The minister and Pu the Dog most desired aid from Great East Pot!

Over the last year, they watched Great East Pot's military parade, the imposing soldierly bearing, the powerful weapon systems, truly made them drool!

Yet, Great East Pot refused to give them anything, refused without budging, didn't matter what was said!

The array of Beicao troops before them, what a sight!

The soldiers each thin to that extent, and the weapons were worn out, gleaming clean but utterly useless.

Just as Fatty Pig was about to climb into his flashy car to review his ragtag army, his phone suddenly vibrated, a call was coming in.

So, before getting on the review vehicle, Fatty Pig took out his phone, glanced at it, and frowned.

The display showed the office of the President of Wale Republic.

Fatty Pig knew, this call was from President Chi Zhongshui.

He harbored an inexplicable hatred for this President of Valle, because Liu Zhizhong stubbornly refused to establish diplomatic relations with Beicao Pot, showing no respect to the General.

General Fatty Pig was a bit puzzled about what Chi Zhongshui meant.

However, he had studied abroad in the West from a very young age before returning to inherit the leadership, so his English was quite good.

Coupled with having an elder brother in Great East Pot, his East Pot language was also quite good.

At that moment, General Fatty Pig still answered the phone, speaking in English, "President Chi Zhongshui, what's the matter? It's rare for you to call me personally!"

Liu Zhizhong heard the English, but responded in East Pot language, "Your Excellency General, today's parade isn't bad! My satellite is watching, are you ready to get in the car?"

General Fatty Pig was instantly furious, looking up at the sky, gritting his teeth, "You Western lackey, how dare you spy on others, disrespecting other nations, you shameless scoundrel!"

Liu Zhizhong replied indifferently, "Groups like yours just love to gain some verbal advantage. Do you know why I refuse to establish diplomatic relations with you? It's because of things like this. Of course, as the Independent Talent, you yourself are fat and greasy, feasting and drinking, while your people are so skinny and can't make ends meet, which I despise, so I can't be bothered to establish ties with you. But, speaking of shameless scoundrels, I fear someone else fits that description even better, don't you think? I'm referring to you, indeed no problem!"

General Fatty Pig was shaking with anger!

He really didn't expect, at such a grand narrative moment, at this critical moment, to be insulted by Chi Zhongshui.

To think, even Gu Changsha and others would at least flatter him a little, yet this Chi Zhongshui was simply not human, didn't understand politics at all!

General Fatty Pig shouted on the spot, "Chi Zhongshui, you bastard, what nonsense are you spouting? You're the shameless scoundrel, shameless to the extreme! Get lost, I'm going to review the parade!"

"Can't you calm down? You only deserve to strut in your little patch of land, cozying up to big brother, receiving some dog food as a reward. Oh, by the way, even sheltering a terrorist leader like Ye Waya, are you still human? Are your people living a human's life under your rule?"

"What are you saying? What nonsense are you spouting?" General Fatty Pig yelled again, unable to believe Liu Zhizhong's words, "Wasn't Ye Waya blown up by you guys, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Your kind just loves this kind of behavior, daring to act but too cowardly to admit it! But, you are right, Ye Waya was blown up by us, and we did it twice, the latest was about three hours ago, isn't that right? Hehe..."