Reborn as a prince, achieve the pinnacle of power

Young Master Chu's seemingly nonchalant words made Oliver Liu tighten his hand holding the teacup inadvertently. Although he remained calm on the surface, his heart was stirred by those words.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze.

The air in the tea room became subtle and heavy. The aroma of tea was still in the air, but now there was an indescribable tension.

Oliver Liu looked down at the teacup in his hand, and the surface of the tea reflected his slightly complicated expression - surprise, thought, and even shock.

"General Chu, I don't understand what you mean."

Oliver Liu took a deep breath, tried to keep his voice steady, and slowly raised his eyes to look at Young Master Chu.

"No, you know the deep meaning of my words."

Young Master Chu had a calm smile on his face, looking directly at Oliver Liu, with unquestionable confidence in his tone:

"Minister Liu, you are a smart man. Musk came to power as an agent of the Eagle Sauce. This man is extremely hostile to Daxia.

If it weren't for your strong persuasion, I probably wouldn't have come to the capital this time.

Now, even if he verbally agreed to join the Eastern Alliance, he would definitely not give in in his heart.

If you allow him to continue leading your country, once the East-West confrontation begins, he will most likely do something stupid because he is unwilling to accept it.

The Philippines is geographically very important, and we cannot allow it to become a time bomb within the alliance."

Mr. Chu's analysis was precise and sharp, like a sharp scalpel, directly cutting through the complexity of the internal political environment of the Philippines.

"The influence of the Eagle Sauce on your country has been deeply rooted for a long time, and it will not be changed overnight.

Chu added: “Minister Liu, we are not asking the Philippines to make any radical changes, but we do need to ensure that whoever sits on the presidency of the Philippines will not become an obstacle to our common goals.”

After saying this, Young Master Chu picked up the teacup and took a sip, then slowly leaned back in his chair, looking at the other person whose expression kept changing as he fell into deep thought.

"General Chu, I think I understand what you mean."

After a long while, Oliver Liu looked up at Master Chu, took a deep breath, and asked, "Why me?"

"Because you have half Daxia blood in your body, which makes us have a natural bond."

Young Master Chu chuckled: "Of course, this is not the only factor.

"You have studied in Daxia for several years. You know Daxia better than others."

Young Master Chu's expression gradually turned serious, and he said word by word:

"You have always had deep feelings for Daxia, and have publicly stated many times that if the Philippines wants to develop, it cannot rely on the Eagle Sauce far away on the other side of the ocean, but Daxia, which is separated by a sea."

Young Master Chu's eyes became sharper:

“Your foresight and down-to-earthness make us believe that you have the ability and willingness to lead the Philippines onto a path of harmonious coexistence with the Eastern Alliance.

We believe that if you can rise to a higher position, you will not only be able to promote internal reforms in the Monkey Kingdom, but also strengthen ties with Daxia and the Eastern Alliance.

Moreover, we all know that Musk’s policies have not brought real prosperity and security to the Philippines, but have instead exacerbated domestic conflicts and weakened its international status.”

"General Chu, I am grateful for your recognition and trust in me!"

Oliver Liu first nodded respectfully towards Young Master Chu to express his sincere gratitude.

Then, his face, which was originally a little humble, suddenly became extremely resolute, and he said solemnly: "Being the ruler of the Monkey Kingdom has always been my grand goal that I have been striving for all my life! I cannot refuse your proposal."

After that, he paused for a moment, then his tone suddenly sank and he said firmly: "But, I also have a request that you agree to."

"Oh."

Hearing this, Young Master Chu straightened up slightly, a serious look on his face, and replied, "Please speak, as long as it is reasonable, we can negotiate."

"I wholeheartedly support Daxia's ambition to organize the Eastern Alliance and compete with the West."

Oliver Liu's eyes were firm, and his tone was steady and powerful: "But even if I take the throne, I will take the path of peace. I don't want the Philippines to be like South Korea, where I need to go through bloodshed and conflict before I can take the throne."

Young Master Chu narrowed his eyes, stared at the other party for a few seconds, and suddenly laughed: "Minister Liu's request is reasonable. Our Great Xia is not an unreasonable hawk. Respecting the internal affairs of each member country is our purpose."

“However, the establishment of the Eastern Alliance is bound to arouse the vigilance of the West, and the friction between the two sides will inevitably intensify.

Therefore, Daxia will provide you with all possible assistance to help you take the throne of the country within half a year."

Young Master Chu changed the subject, his face turned cold, and his tone was full of domineering:

“But time waits for no one.

If the Cabinet still cannot take office peacefully within the next six months, then we must change our strategy.

This one cannot be changed.”

Oliver Liu frowned and thought for a moment, knowing that this was Young Master Chu's bottom line.

If he didn't agree, there would be many people in the Philippines lining up to surrender to Daxia.

After all, surrendering to the strong is not a shameful thing in the eyes of the Filipinos.

Their knees have long been broken by the Eagle Sauce.

Now, it's just a change of owner.

The strong prey on the weak, this is the law of Blue Star.

"Okay, a gentleman's word."

Oliver Liu slowly picked up the teacup.

"It's hard to chase a horse."

Young Master Chu replied, smiling and picking up the teacup.

The teacups clinked lightly, and the crisp sound of collision echoed in the quiet tea room...