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Sanyou Weimen and Roland exchanged a glance, and both saw fear in the other's eyes.
"What should we do?" Roland asked.
Sanyou Weimen said, "I don't believe Chekov would really dare to merge her guild with theirs. Probe her again."
Roland nodded slightly. By then, Chekov had already noticed something unusual about Sanyou Weimen and Roland. She ended the video call and smiled at them. "So, do you believe me now that you know I wasn't lying?"
Roland stared at Chekov for a long time without speaking. He was carefully studying the woman before him, trying to determine whether what she had said was true.
If it was true, then before her defeat, Chekov could join the Iron Blood Brotherhood, sacrifice her own guild, take Lu Yang's financing, and lead her players to perish alongside the two of them. Then they would be finished.
The crucial problem was that there was no way to tell. Roland wanted to speak several times, but ultimately said nothing. Seeing this, Sanyou Weimen knew Roland had already wavered. He rose to his feet and said, "Miss Chekov, state your terms. We should negotiate in a different manner."
Chekov revealed a victorious smile. "My terms are still the same. Withdraw to your previous territories, and I'll pretend none of this happened. We can still be friends, and I will ally with the two of you against Lu Yang."
Sanyou Weimen directly ignored the latter half of her statement. "We cannot return to our former positions. We fought with everything we had to seize these places."
He had already promised the more than one hundred occupied fortresses to his vice presidents and major legion commanders. He could not take them back.
Chekov said, "Then there's nothing left to discuss. If my demands are not met,