After all, now that the Empire has undergone such great changes, it really can't afford any more disturbances.
February 9th, a day that everyone in the nation is focused on.
The Congress, the Parliament, the military, openly held internal elections, a national broadcast.
Ming Mei held a plate of walnut kernels, sitting in front of the TV with the old man.
This time she felt much more relaxed than when watching the young King's broadcast before.
After all, the entire situation is now within Kang Chen's controllable range, and dangers that shouldn't occur won't occur.
So Ming Mei felt no pressure.
She said to the old man, "Dad, I suddenly feel like I've elevated myself, now I'm starting to pay attention to these big election events."
The old man said, "You will pay attention to more in the future."
