"Old Tang, what did they say?"

Lin Yiming asked.

"You don't understand Burmese and don't bring a translation?"

Tang Luo was not angry.

"Isn't this you? What do I want to translate for?"

Lin Yiming said casually.

“…”

Tang Luo was speechless, but he still translated it for Lin Yiming.

"He is from the Burmese court? It seems that these warlords are still very afraid of the Burmese court."

Lin Yiming looked at the man in a suit and tie and said.

"Nonsense, if they were not afraid, they would have replaced it long ago... However, in places like Burma, anything could happen."

When Tang Luo said this, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a bit of fun.

Hearing Tang Luo's words, Lin Yiming widened his eyes.

"Old Tang, you wouldn't have to support General Zach as the strongest warlord first, and then..."

He didn't continue to say some words, but he understood everything.

"Let's talk about it."

Tang Luo smiled.

"Everything is possible."

“…”
Chapter completed!