Marx stood outside the Yutarian Palace at that moment, trembling like a leaf. Rowan and Arran had gone inside nearly an hour ago, and they still hadn't come out. It made Marx feel increasingly uneasy. "Mr. Barlow, you promised you'd ensure my safety," Marx said, his voice shaky. "You must've seen the news about what happened in Dramon."He added, "I only did it to trample on Dramon while boosting Yutaria's standing! Mr. Barlow, please let me go. I'll be sure to speak to Ms. Rockefeller—"However, upon seeing Neville's darkening expression, he swallowed the rest of his words. As one of those closest to the Yutarian emperor, Maximillian Lombardi, Neville knew very well that the Island of Yutaria was only a colony of the Juwanians. Even the Malians were treated as disposable by the Juwanians, and the Yutarians ranked even lower.They had watched helplessly as vast amounts of toxic runoff poured into their seas, which fell back as rain that contained horrible toxins. It had caused
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