What a Coincidence, Isn't It? (Thanks to Gsshen for the Alliance Leader)

There was no room left for compromise, nor any leeway for the old man before him, who was putting on a show of wretchedness.

When Huai Shi sat down at the negotiating table—no, even earlier than that.

When the old ghost before him smugly presented this so-called "sincerity," when Russell brought Huai Shi off the plane and into this city, it had already been decided.

What came afterward, whether they were hostile or polite and gentle, would make no difference.

There were only two choices left for them.

Yes, or no.

This represented the fundamental stance of the Ivory Tower as the legitimate inheritance of the Utopia. At the same time, it was the crucial first step in rebuilding the Heavenly Kingdom Lineage!

If they suffered a setback here, everything afterward would be a joke. Just as none of what followed would exist if Huai Shi had not taken the first step for the Ivory Tower in the Present Realm.

Rome, the Russian Federation, East Xia, Egypt, even America... the Five Powers, the Five Great Lineages, the entire world, and even the Remaining of the former Utopia were all watching their actions.

Holding their chips and witnessing what they did.

And if the Heavenly Kingdom Lineage could not even handle a deadbeat from Las Vegas, was there any need to rebuild it at all? Wouldn't it be better to go home, wash up, and sleep?

There could be no retreat.

Huai Shi had only one choice: win.

He had to win.

He had to win beautifully, win so thoroughly that no one could say a word!

Otherwise, no matter how much money they gained, it would merely be travel expenses handed to losers for their trip home.

Yet Russell was not afraid in the slightest. He did not seem worried