"You sent people into our country, too?" Dali finally processed, his expression growing even darker.
'If what they're saying is true, that the president and the others have all been captured, then Cambodia is finished.'
At the very least, restless factions across Cambodia would surely make their move, sending the country spiraling back into its former state of chaos.
Feisen then pointed to Dali's neck. "Mr. President, I think you should take another look at your neck. The same goes for the rest of you gentlemen."
Hearing this, Dali instinctively touched his neck and found a collar locked around it.
The same was true for the officers he had brought with him.
Instantly, the men began trying to remove the electronic collars.
Feisen just watched without saying a word. He knew perfectly well that the devices were impossible to remove.
After who knows how long, Dali asked with a grim expression, "What is this thing?"
No one answered him.
