"See? What did I tell you?"
Mo Feng walked over with catlike steps, raised a hand to press down the face mask on her face, and said leisurely:
"They're just hypocrites bound by so-called benevolence, righteousness, and morality. They'll definitely bow their heads because of this."
A team member looked up. "But Captain, they're asking for negotiations. The Task Force captain wearing the X Battle Armor wants to meet you face-to-face."
"Face-to-face? Are they trying to set a trap and lure me in?"
Mo Feng snorted.
"Looks like pretending to be foolish earlier really worked."
Several team members could not help rubbing their foreheads or looking away.
"Don't try to save face around us, Captain. We all know each other too well."
Mo Feng shot the speaking team member a glare.
One emotionally intelligent team member smiled. "Captain, you possess both beauty and wisdom. You simply can't be bothered to stoop to their level... I suggest rejecting this peace talk and continuing to pressure them. Kill for another three days first."
"What conditions did we demand?"
Mo Feng asked.
"Wasn't it for them to hand over that guy from the X Armor Task Force? He killed forty of our kind."
"You mean we should negotiate with him, Captain?"
"Negotiate? I want to capture him and bring him back to face our judgment."
Mo Feng raised her chin slightly.
"They judge Psionicists, and we judge their officers. That's called reciprocal countermeasures."
Someone could not help saying, "But it's most likely a trap, Captain."
"Actually, we can use this chance to strike at their military strength," one team member said gravely. "The higher-ups are also very interested in this X Battle Armor. We can demand that they wear the X Battle Armor when negotiating with us."
"They'll bring out such a precious