The trip through Country J was considerably more peaceful than their previous stop.
For once, Ling Qingyu didn't need to worry about politicians, cartels, assassins, or intelligence agencies. She could simply enjoy the scenery with Astrid.
At least, that was what she thought.
Firearms were restricted here. She didn't have to worry about some maniac entering a shopping area one day and setting off explosions.
Well, a homemade gun had even been used to assassinate the Prime Minister here. So, who could tell for certain whether the so-called safest country was actually safe?
Was Country C, her motherland, saying the same thing? Against petty crimes, people were safe, but when it came to dealing with the powerful, one's fate became unknown.
Like how people used to brag that women could walk alone at night without worries, yet those targeted by young masters disappeared for "valid reasons," much to the dismay of their loved ones, while those responsible toyed with the law.
