"Mr. Lu, if I have misspoken, I hope you'll forgive me. This matter is of great importance. May I ask if you can be responsible for what you have said?"
Li Junyi's face was ashen, with furrowed brows and deep furrows on his forehead, deep enough to trap a few mosquitoes.
If what Lu Liang said is true, then it will be a world-class man-made disaster, enough to go down in history.
"World-class?" Lu Liang was puzzled.
He heard from Wilson that Debao has been researching Asians for years, even specifically targeting Chinese people.
Once this disease spreads, it should be highly targeted. Saying it's world-class might be an exaggeration.
Li Junyi gave a bitter smile and drew an analogy, "Mr. Lu, do you know why Australia has wildfires burning mountains all year round?"
