The total schedule of this meeting is only three days, and on the fourth day it is arranged for Han Dongwen and his entourage to visit the capital of the West Asian Republic.
However, it was already the second day of the meeting, and Han Dongwen still didn't seem to want to discuss anything. He just continued to review the previous agreement between West Asia and Simeng, and occasionally raised a few questions about wine products without any pain.
"The wine production in West Asia has always been stable and sufficient. If Mr. Han Dongwen is really interested, we can discuss it carefully later."
Grand Duke Tilda was a little impatient.
It was getting late, and the three parties were still sitting in this large conference room, talking nonsense all day long, but still almost nothing was discussed.
"We must now discuss the issue of Morne Mountain, together with the trade agreement between our two countries in the coming year and the management of citizens traveling between our countries. You have been delaying it since yesterday. If it continues like this, we cannot accept it."
Tilda's words were very strong. Han Dongwen raised his head and looked out the window. The sky had darkened. He estimated that the time was almost up. He smiled and said, "Of course there is no problem. I suggest that since our progress is slow now, why don't we How about having dinner here and continuing the meeting?”
He turned his head and looked at the large mirror in the center of the conference room. The Yihong Building in the mirror was still standing there, but Han Dongwen had already seen that many workers had withdrawn from the construction site, and those who were still in the same place were all familiar to him. players, as well as the remaining workers who will unfortunately die.
The destruction of the West Asia Principality yesterday was about to appear in the mirror.
"is this okay?"
Tilda didn't expect Han Dongwen to be so happy at this moment, and asked slightly hesitantly:
"Originally, the Principality of West Asia has prepared a sumptuous dinner for you in the banquet hall. If it were in this conference hall, I'm afraid we can only have some light meals..."
"It doesn't matter."
Han Dongwen glanced disapprovingly and said, "According to the catering of the Principality of West Asia, the dishes can be served one after another. After all, nothing is more important than the current issue."
After he finished speaking, he raised his finger and pointed at a document on the table. It was the proposal put forward by Grand Duke Tilda about the West Asian Principality's proposal to send people across the Bailan Mountain to enter the Sky Eagle City.
It was a very unusual proposition to continue the agenda at the dinner table.
Grand Duke Tilda stared at Han Dongwen for a long time, then turned her head slightly and glanced at Prince Gao sitting next to him. Seeing that he had no objection, she nodded lightly.
"I am very grateful that Mr. Han Dongwen can understand our current situation."
Then, the door of the conference hall opened, and the servants delivered exquisite meals to the conference table in the conference hall.
The attendants behind the Grand Duke and Han Dongwen were also led to sit down at the small tables on both sides. Each of them took the plate with a somewhat confused expression, as if they were at a buffet, tasting the food that should have been served at the dinner party. Delicious food in the hall.
"Mr. Han Dongwen, yesterday we discussed the issue of border management at Morne Mountain. You said you would wait until the evening of the next day to give me a reply. As you wish, we have been waiting all day. Can we finally talk now?"
Grand Duke Tilda didn't eat much. She held a glass of red wine in her hand and shook it gently: "What is reflected in your mirror should be Aquila City, right? What do you want to show us?"
“Really good beef.”
Han Dongwen wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin with satisfaction. He wondered whether this was a breed of cattle grown in the cold winter weather and mixed with yak genes. It tasted different from ordinary oxen.
Putting the napkin back on the table, he raised his hand and pointed at the mirror, his voice rising a little: "Everyone, please look, this mirror is called the Xiuchun Mirror. What was shown in the mirror was what happened one day ago, that is, last night. Location It’s our important place on the Simeng border, Tianying City at the foot of Bailan Mountain.”
He emphasized the words "Bailan Mountain" and "Borderland". The entourage on both sides raised their heads and looked at the mirror with curiosity and confusion.
Han Dongwen glanced around at the accompanying officials, and sure enough, he found a hint of schadenfreude on the faces of the church officials sitting behind Grand Duke Tilda.
"And just last night, on this ordinary construction site, a horrific tragedy occurred!"
Before he finished speaking, a group of figures with uniform steps and murderous faces appeared on the construction site shown in the mirror.
The leader is naturally Guo Jie Ke.
This group of people broke into the construction site, like wolves entering a flock of sheep. This group of West Asians raised their knives and dropped them. The workers had no time to resist, and blood splattered on the spot.
Judging from the height and position of Xiu Chunjing, this silent scene appears even more cold and desperate.
Workers were running on the ground, and the gangsters headed straight for the wooden building. Some players began to fight back, and inner disciples of the Han Ying Sect began to rush to the scene. A chaotic and cruel scene unfolded.
"This is not a battlefield. The people here are ordinary people who abide by the law in Simeng, not soldiers. They should have lived and worked in peace and contentment in Simeng, but unexpectedly they were brutally murdered and passed away."
Han Dongwen's tone was very calm, but at this juncture it seemed more useful than anger.
He gently tapped the table with his knuckles: "The people suffered such a tragedy. As the king of a country, I will never and am not qualified to forgive this for the people."
Tilda sat on the chair and looked at the mirror expressionlessly. She leaned back, crossed her legs, and clasped her hands on her chest: "So? In your territory, people will still be killed by such gangsters." , doesn’t it mean that Simeng has no way to ensure the people’s living and working in peace and contentment?”
Han Dongwen smiled instead of getting angry: "Whether this is actually the case, please read on to see the true face of these gangsters."
In Xiuchunjing, the mage officers, soldiers and inner disciples have all rushed to the scene, and together with the players, they have surrounded Guo Jack and the others.
In the stalemate, Guo Jie Ke was seen taking a step forward, shouting something, and finally a dazzling white light appeared in the mirror.
coming.
Next, this group of people will take off their masks. Their weapons and spells will all indisputably show that they are subordinates of the Holy Church.
The giant wolf figure with its fur burning with black flames appeared in the void. Seeing the familiar figure of the Yin of the Beast, Han Dongwen gently clenched his fist.
Seeing this unreasonable monster, the accompanying officials on both sides were obviously whispering to each other at this time. The priest did not expect that things would develop like this. He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly looked at Han Dongwen with a frown.
At this moment, Prince Gao, who had his feet on the table, suddenly opened his arms, raised his left and right hands in front of Grand Duke Tilda and Han Dongwen respectively, and lightly snapped his fingers with both hands.
"Mana consciousness, I see, the king of seven consciousnesses."
A soft chant came from under Gao's mask, and then Han Dongwen raised his eyes and saw that what he saw around him was shattered like glass. The long table, tableware, and people were all broken like a broken mirror. Crush!
Han Dongwen was shocked, slapped the table and stood up, only to see Tilda and Prince Gao in front of him still sitting peacefully, intact as before.
And that beautiful spring mirror is still standing nicely in it.
"No need to panic."
Wang Zigao's tone was still so relaxed and casual: "I just pulled you into my Seven Consciousness Heart King Realm, just imagine it as a small house."
"Why did you..."
Just as Tilda was about to speak, Prince Gao raised a finger and put it in front of the mask's mouth: "Shh, don't talk too much, Grand Duke. I hope you will take good care of the contents of the mirror next in this relatively private place. Go see it, that’s my heartfelt advice.”
After finishing speaking, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Han Dongwen in surprise: "Who is this?"
"ah?"
Han Dongwen was stunned for a moment and realized that Gao was not talking about him. He turned around and found a man standing behind him with the same confused look on his face.
Zhong Lilin?
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