Asking for a high price is the beginning of a negotiation. This is clear to everyone. It is to stir up anger, find flaws in the other party's words in the suppression of emotions, and go further, and then go further, to touch the so-called bottom line. This is the so-called power of words.

Game, a process of finding mistakes and loopholes.

But Li Huanyue forgot one thing... Maybe she didn't forget it. Instead, she was very clear about it, so she chose to express her attitude directly - no one knows negotiation better than Angers. He is at the negotiating table.

Growing up in school, he started his life as a member of the Lions Club of Cambridge, then became the leader of Cassel College and the spokesperson of the Secret Party. He spent more than a hundred years in countless confrontations between people and power.

"First of all, make one thing clear." Angers spoke, his voice was not loud, but very calm, so calm that one could clearly feel the solid weight inside, "Are the 'orthodox' people sending you here to reason, or are you here?

Fighting?"

The words are very simple, but the weight inside makes people have to think and deal with them positively, and there is no way to be perfunctory, because the answer to this question really means the future direction of the situation in the Yangtze River Basin, and the general trend of the entire mixed race world.

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"Of course it makes sense." There was no emotion behind her red golden eyes, and Li Hueyue answered Angers' question head-on.

"Very good." Ange got the answer and let go of Li Hueyue's shoulders. It was like the invisible imprisonment was released. The sound of the shackles breaking apart could even be heard in the air... That was the melting of the ice in the atmosphere.

But it's only temporary.

Lin Nian took a step back and let go of Li Hueyue's wrist, but there were still red fingerprints on the slender wrist, but no one cared about this trace, neither the other party nor him - even if it was Ang who struck first.

Hot, those people in the dark thought that Li Xueyue's words were effective, but at the last moment it turned out that the provocation of the bottom line could not make this hundred-year-old dragon-slaying legend reveal his faults. It was reasonable, so no one felt pity, but

Watching the direction of the ship with an expressionless face.

"Be reasonable. I like to be reasonable. I am an educator. I oppose the power of sticks and guns, but I do not shy away from using them to gain the power of education. After all, before education, there must be some force to ensure that what is written on the blackboard is the truth. And

It's not the bitterness of the last lesson." Angers said lightly.

Beside him, Lin Nian slightly noticed that there seemed to be some meaning in the old man's words, but he could not understand the irony he really wanted to convey.

"Since we are talking about truth, let's start from the original truth. Baidi City is the palace of the Bronze King of You. Let's not talk about the greed and arrogance of your 'orthodox' old people now, which can prevent the resurrection of the Dragon Clan.

It is the responsibility of every mixed race, and even every force, don't you object to this?" The old guy finally took out the packaged cigar and slowly lit it.

"Yes." Li Huanyue said.

"For the eradication of the next generation species, we don't ask for the recognition and gratitude of the old immortals behind you...but in the process, you came in and attacked our people. What does this mean?" Angers said deeply.

He took a puff of cigarette and slowly exhaled it, not shying away from the girl in front of him. His pupils were staring at Li Hueyue dimly in the smoke, as if he wanted to hide the cruelty deep down in his heart.

"The person is our orthodox one," Li Huanyue said, "but he is not appointed by any of our 'clan'."

Lin Nian frowned and looked at the pile of frogman corpses in the corner of the deck. Li Hueyue's words were easy to understand. The people belonged to them, but they had never given an order to attack the Monyach...

The 'boss' of this group of people is someone else, and 'orthodoxy' has nothing to do with this group of people?

"Not 'orthodox' non-staff members, nor renegades, but rather your 'orthodox' people." Angers said lightly.

"Yes." Li Huanyue said, "The secret organization of the secret party did a good job. When we realized that something happened, it was already over."

"It seems that someone tricked you, or borrowed your knife." Angers nodded, "But this group of people are undoubtedly your people, truly from the 'orthodox' elite hybrids... so you should be aware

Isn’t it that you can’t take off the label that this may be a false accusation?”

Li Huoyue was silent. She shouldn't answer this question, and she couldn't answer it.

There was a dead silence on the deck. In just a few words, Angers had gently revealed the most important and impossible thing to ignore in this incident.

The sacrifice of the thirteen crew members of the Monyach is evidence that the frogman team is the "legitimate" visitor.

Witnesses and physical evidence were gathered together. After Li Hueyue landed on the Monyach and saw the frogman team, they were unable to immediately destroy the corpses and eliminate traces. The cards in their hands were weak in this negotiation.

Angers is too much.

Even if 'Orthodox' did not know anything about the situation of the Frogman Team as Li Hueyue said, and they were not directing and acting on their own, they could not produce any solid evidence. This was withheld from 'Orthodox' before the negotiations began.

The hat that cannot be taken off directly guides the final direction of the negotiation... It is no wonder that Li Huanyue directly expresses his 'attitude' rather than focusing on the 'content' of the negotiation... However, the wisdom of this young man is in Angers.

It also seemed a little too clumsy in front of me.

"I have always been willing to play the game of negotiation, because it is the fairest and the game that allows us to clearly see each other's true and false situations. There is no need to go to the sword. Everyone sets a 'bottom line' for each other, and based on the known information,

As the trump cards are played each other, the opponent's bottom line is slowly touched. In the end, the person who reaches the bottom line and is exposed loses from the table, and the person who keeps the bottom line loses all his chips." Angers bit his cigar and said lightly,

"...But you have to be clear, yes, I do understand 'orthodoxy', but the 'orthodoxy' I understand is the story of your grandparents. Too many of your dirty secrets have been sedimented and fermented over so many years.

Even if I hide in the darkest place, it is difficult for me to pretend to be blind. Because of some old friends, I never want to reach into your mess, but this time it was you who took the initiative to contact me... To me, you

There is never any bottom line, so you are the clear winner from the beginning of the negotiation."

The words were calm but pungent, making people feel a sense of urgency. Li Huoyue listened quietly until finally, under Anger's gaze, she said, "There are always things you don't know."

"For example? The unexhausted dragon corpses mined under Shennongjia? A new breakthrough in ancient Qin alchemy? Or the refining of the 'elixir' has a breakthrough success? The dragon veins of the Great Wall have achieved actual combat effects? Or... the new generation is being

Are you digging for the 'Moon Gainer'?" Ange said indifferently, "The foundation of 'orthodoxy' is indeed inferior to that of the secret party. It is the accumulation of five thousand years of history, but those so-called 'legends' are all in

Only when the skin is broken can they come out in full force, just like the 'monster under the ice'."

He looked at Li Huanyue and said, "You could have opened fire on the Monyach without hesitation and chosen to rob it, but you didn't and chose to negotiate. We could also have fought our way out directly, but we didn't and chose to negotiate.

Since we are negotiating, we should show sincerity rather than the 'orthodox' attitude that has not changed for hundreds of years."

Li Huoyue was silent for a while, then nodded and said:

"On the 30th day of the Gengchen month of the Gengyin year, the 'Li family ancestor' personally celebrated his 299th birthday in 'Longfeng Garden' and hosted a private banquet for the Liu, Zhu, Zhao, and Sima clan ancestors for half a day.

The birthday banquet ended happily."

In the white smoke, Lin Nian saw Ange's pupils shrinking slightly, which meant that the old man's emotions were as tight as a needle for a moment... It was difficult for him to show such a reaction to anything in this world, but

Li Hueyue's "sincerity" is qualified.

Ange didn't speak, and Li Huoyue also fell into silence after saying a sentence. The old man bit his cigar for a long time before taking a puff. The smoke filled his body and circulated too deeply, and when he exhaled it, the clouds covered his expression like a dragon.

Only the voice from behind came out, "...Have they reached this point? I thought the 'orthodox' Presbyterian Church had changed its members fifty years ago."

"Three hundred years are like one day, and our ancestors will live long." Li Huoyue said.

There was no unnecessary expression on the girl's face, no pride or confidence. Lin Nian could only see plainness on her face... as plain as dead water... If this was a demonstration with a long-lived monster,

Then this attitude is absolutely unqualified. There is no arrogance or confidence... It is like reciting a magic spell.

"Three hundred years?" Lin Young said softly.

"Counting today...it's indeed been three hundred years." Anger nodded, lit up the ashes of his cigar and turned to look over the side of the ship, "The old immortals have lived a really long time..."

How long is three hundred years? Three hundred years ago should be traced back to the Manchu period. During the reign of Emperor Kangxi, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, there were countless shocking historical events such as the defeat of the powerful minister Obai in the court, the three conquests of Galdan, and the seizure of the throne by nine sons.

It has just been staged, or it may not have been staged yet... It was an era that even Hilbert Jean Angers could not reach, and an old man who was over a hundred years old was not even born at that time...

.Or maybe even the Secret Party was only in its infancy at that time, even with today's specifications, and at that time orthodoxy was at its peak.

A man has lived for three hundred years. He has witnessed it since Emperor Kangxi received Izmailov in person and handed over the Czar's credentials. He has experienced the chaos of the Qing Dynasty, witnessed the burning of cigarettes in Humen, and then passed through the revolutionary times, through the gunpowder and darkness during the war years.

Smoke, arms raised and cheering for the coming of a new era, ebbing and flowing in the waves of reform, until today when the eastern sun rises again... Today, a person has spanned three hundred years and lived to this day?

"It's a group of people." Ange's voice rang in Lin Nian's ears. Lin Nian turned around and saw only the old man's cheeks wrapped in smoke. A faint voice sounded, "Since no one is dead, then none of the group must be alive.

What is up to today is not one person...but a group of people, a group of...rebellious officials and traitors from three hundred years ago."

Li Hueyue did not admit or deny Angers slander and slander against the 'orthodox' supreme class. She just stood there because she knew that Angers would make his own decision after the news came out.

"Let's get back to the conditions." The old man took a long puff of cigarette and threw the cigar butt on the deck before crushing it with an indifferent expression. "Even if we obtain His Highness Norton's 'cocoon', if they want to use it to become the pursuit of 'eternal life'

', then they will be greatly disappointed. The Dragon King will only end up being completely killed. I don't want to see any form of recovery, so there is no need to talk about this."

"If you want to kill the first generation species, you must have a sharp enough knife, so you can't get involved in the Seven Deadly Sins." The old man said, smoke filled the air, "The ruins of the Bronze City are here, we can't take them away, and neither can you.

It is impossible to give up exploration, there is no value to talk about. As for the remains of the next generation species..."

At this time, Ange's eyes also drifted to the body of the Dragon Warrior on the river. If the bottom line of mocking 'orthodoxy' was nothing in his eyes before, now it was the other party who officially raised the bottom line in front of him.

"Is it urgent?" Angers asked.

"There is no need to delay." Li Huoyue whispered.

"It seems that we are really anxious...old guys should be impatient too." Anng Ge nodded, "Three hundred years have passed, and it doesn't matter if we endure another three hundred years. There is no fresh 'dragon marrow' to survive.

It’s hard to guarantee that the impatient old immortals will grit their teeth and decide what to do... This is probably what you want to convey, right?”

Li Huoyue remained silent.

"Dragon marrow?" Lin Nian asked.

"The raw materials for making the 'elixir' are blood-refined...the original technique. After all, they perfected it and broke through the shackles of technology and it continues to this day...I originally thought that 'leeches' were already the prototype of blood-refined.

But I didn't expect..." Angers sneered, but there was no smile in his eyes, only indifference.

Ghoul.

This was the first word that came to Lin Nian's mind after receiving Ange's explanation. In front of his eyes, a group of old people with withered flesh appeared lying on the dragon corpse with their mouths dripping with blood...

Who dares to say that the real leaders of the 'orthodox' are not immortal Confucians and sages but a group of old people who use dragon corpses to extend their lifespan? Angre dared, and he said it directly in front of Li Hueyue,

But Li Hueyue remained silent.

Suddenly, Lin Nian seemed to have thought of something again and turned to look at the cabin, but Jiang Peijiu could not be seen... Feng Shui Kanyu Dinglongxue, she said that she was the core of the 'Orthodox', but left for some reason

that place...

"What a bunch of old and immortal things." Anger's eyes flashed with irritation, and when he looked at Li Hueyue, there was a fleeting trace of pity in his eyes, followed by indifference.
To be continued...