But they weren't wrong; he didn't have enough reason to argue back. So he said, "Mr. Nelson, I hope you understand that you are working for the United States, and I also hope you are clear about who really controls the future and destiny of Xize Island?"
"Mr. Clarke, no need to be so serious. I understand what you're saying. I will immediately investigate Yang Fan's whereabouts, and I will inform you as soon as I have any news."
"Alright then!" Suppressing his anger without an outburst, knowing that anger was of no use at this moment, he had no expectations from this scoundrel Nelson, he said, "Let me know as soon as you have any news."
Nelson, after hanging up the phone, couldn't help but smile. The whereabouts of Yang Fan, huh, go find them yourself.
Nelson knew very well that these Americans just wanted to order him around like a dog. They only thought of you when they needed something from you; otherwise, you were sidelined.
