The Departed, and the Countdown to the End of the Nonaggression Pact!

Whew.

After stepping outside Flying Eagle Hotel and standing in the slightly chilly night breeze, Su Mo let out a long breath.

The bustle of the streets around him and the wafts of fragrant food reaching his nose helped calm his mood a little.

Standing at the hotel entrance, he gazed into the distance.

At nine o'clock at night, Hope City was clearly even more "desolate" than Beacon Fire City at two or three in the morning. Only the buildings of the four major companies in the distance had searchlights shining, providing the city with its scant illumination.

Strictly speaking, his exchange with Chen Shen just now had already gone beyond the words he had prepared beforehand.

Even now, a trace of cold sweat still clung damply to Su Mo's forehead.

Fortunately, Chen Shen himself had said earlier that today was not a formal occasion and that everyone could speak freely.

Otherwise, just those remarks alone would have been enough for the territory's laws to come down on him immediately.

Still, the result of taking such a risk was gratifying.

At the very least, Chen Shen had been willing to extend another invitation and ask him to continue the discussion in a more private setting. That was the greatest gain of this trip!

"I'll go to Mayor Chen's office later and have our Trading Permit stamped. You can head back first, or wait for me in the car."

"But I'm not sure how long it'll take. If you're in a hurry..."

After saying two sentences and realizing that Zhang Min had not responded, Su Mo turned his head. He had no choice but to stop speaking.

His confrontation with the Chen family, the most powerful family in the entire Tian Yuan Territory, had clearly gone beyond her understanding.

Even now,