A government needed at least a government apparatus, even if it was an Exiled Government.
Once the Peng Joe People agreed to the demands of those surviving clans and the Federation, recognizing the legitimacy of their independence, even more problems would follow.
They were an Exiled Government recognized by the International Community, and they also possessed vast amounts of private land in Peng Joe.
There was no problem with directly converting that private land into diplomatic territory, right?
There seemed to be no problem with them building an army on that land, either.
With the Federation openly supporting them from behind the scenes, the war between the Federation and the Peng Joe People was over.
But the war between the Peng Joe People and those surviving clans had only just begun.
The Peng Joe Empire Emperor had now issued a death order, firmly refusing to recognize the legitimacy of those regimes and refusing to grant them equal diplomatic status.
Either they left the Peng Joe Empire.
Or everything would proceed according to the rules of the Peng Joe Empire.
They had given those surviving clans one more option: they could leave Peng Joe safely. That was the greatest sincerity they could offer.
In any case, the negotiations had to continue. Every day, the two sides either shouted themselves hoarse at the negotiating table or slammed the table and cursed each other before storming out.
During these negotiations, the Peng Joe Diplomat was clearly much more professional than before. Faced with roaring, cursing, and deliberate difficulties, he remained completely unmoved.
Unlike last time, when he had lost interest in negotiating before anything had even happened.
It would probably be difficult to reach a result in the short term. While the Peng Joe People fought through the negotiations, they were also secretly