Kang Chan arrived at Lanok’s office at around 9:40 am.

“Mr. Ambassador, I apologize for getting here a little earlier than expected,” Kang Chan said.

“That’s actually even better. How do you feel?” Lanok stood up from his desk, then pointed to the table that was in the middle of the office. “Since we still have time to spare, would you like to have a cup of tea with me?”

Lanok ordered something by giving a look to someone, then guided Kang Chan to the table.

Lanok tilted the silver kettle and poured out some tea onto cups, the strong scent of black tea permeating the room.

Kang Chan lifted the cup and took a sip, then carefully put the cup down.

“I need to smoke a cigar. Would you like a cigarette?” Lanok asked.

“I brought my own.” Kang Chan took out a cigarette as Lanok cut the end of a cigar with a cutter, then bit on it.

“We’ve confirmed that C-4 has been brought into the country this morning, and we also got an intelligence report from more than three organizations that people are going to attempt a terrorist attack at the event venue. However, we are yet to find out who the key force behind this is,” Lanok said.

People wouldn’t purchase C-4 just to enjoy fireworks. They were obviously going to attempt a terrorist attack.

“It’s going to be a very difficult event,” Lanok continued.

“Alright.”

“I ended up being the face of the event, Mr. Kang Chan, which means you might be shown on TV as well. Moreover, if a problem arises at the event tomorrow…” Lanok continued while looking straight at Kang Chan, “You have to guarantee Anne’s safety.”

Why would Lanok say this?

Kang Chan cocked his head.

“Mr. Ambassador, if you have speculations, it would be best to tell me about them. I don’t know much about being a security guard, but there’s a huge difference between knowing and preparing for what could happen and getting attacked while oblivious to the dangers present.”

“That’s not it, Mr. Kang Chan. I simply told you about the dangers that come with this kind of gathering...