Sam and the rest were visibly shocked—
These were details that had not crossed their minds. They had not realized that their enemies could use the virus to frame Xinghe and bring Hwa Xia down.
"These people are too scary." Cairn's brows were furrowed furiously.
"Xinghe, you have to become the President." Ali grabbed Xinghe's hand and told her seriously, "I won't let anything happen to you. After you become the President, no one will have the chance to harm you."
"We will all support you, but what can we do?" asked Sam anxiously. They were only foreigners in Hwa Xia, so they could not even vote. No matter how powerful Xinghe was, the chance of her winning was slim compared to the publicity maniac, Tong Liang. Even excluding her, there were other candidates more likely than Xinghe to win who did not need to campaign.
Mubai consoled them, "Regardless of whether Xinghe can win or not, we must try. We can't just sit here and do nothing."
