After the meeting adjourned.
Nearly everyone, including reporters from Utopia City, Li Ke from the Academy, and others unrelated to the ceasefire negotiations, left the conference hall one after another, thoroughly satisfied.
Except for the Legion's representatives.
Korn sat motionless in his seat, glaring furiously at Chu Guang across the negotiating table.
The Veland officers standing behind him wore equally furious expressions, as though they wanted to devour him whole.
Only Chu Guang looked baffled, having no idea how he had offended these big-nosed fellows again.
Fortunately, Korn did not make him guess. He vented his anger directly.
"I am very dissatisfied with your wording. This is an unconditional ceasefire. There are no winners or losers in this war. You should not have used the word 'victory'!"
That was what this was about...
Chu Guang clicked his tongue inwardly.
They had agreed that everyone could claim their own victory. What was wrong with him saying something to his own subordinates?
Besides, it was not as though they had not been given a chance to speak.
That idiot had insisted on acting tough and dismissed the opportunity with a "What a lot of nonsense." Who else was he supposed to blame?
If I'd known you were this petty, I should've brought nineteen fountain pens and switched pens after every stroke, just to torture you for a few more minutes.
I could've used the extras as raffle prizes.
What a loss!
"That really was somewhat inappropriate," Wu Changnian said with a light cough. He glanced at Chu Guang beside him and added blandly, "This was a ceasefire negotiation. Using the word 'victory'... could lead people to misunderstand."
Faced with the hostile stares from across the table, Chu Guang paid them no mind.
"What does it matter? Does Utopia City's media even have