Snisabrede was feeling extremely displeased. He had finally managed to get the situation under control, and things had just started improving. He had nearly gathered this group of Decision Makers under his command.
Yet someone had unexpectedly jumped out and brought up exactly the one thing nobody wanted mentioned.
He wanted nothing more than to slaughter that bastard on the spot, but he absolutely could not show it on the surface.
He could only force himself to explain with feigned composure.
He thought to himself...
"Of course I sent people to seize that batch of goods too."
"But not only have they gained nothing so far, even my own force with one hundred billion combat power has vanished without a trace!"
"If I had really done it myself, why would I waste my breath talking to you here? I would have launched a war of conquest against you directly!"
Snisabrede appeared calm and unruffled, but inwardly, his rage was already blazing.
After hearing his explanation, some of the Decision Makers chose to believe him. Their judgment was based on their usual impression of Snisabrede's conduct, as well as their view of the Cabral Civilization.
Of course, among the nearly fifteen hundred Decision Makers, most still doubted Snisabrede's words.
As always, they had no evidence.
And this was not the time to stir up trouble, even if Snisabrede really had done it.
Or even if he truly was colluding with Si Ma Zhenzong, so what?
As long as they refused to admit it, what could anyone do to them?
This was now a game of mutual maneuvering between civilizations.
When faced with such complicated conflicts, everyone could only choose the optimal solution.
Either everyone went their separate ways, leaving the Aldorf Civilization Group Commonwealth to seek their own paths.
Or the