The teacher sat on the sofa in the mayor's office, while the mayor of the city sat opposite him.
Although no one had beaten or abused him, he clearly wasn't in very good shape!
He looked somewhat haggard, his hair was a mess, and one lens of his glasses had cracked.
"Please don't worry. We never intended to hurt you from the beginning. We need you to act as a bridge for communicating with the Federal Government, giving us a chance to speak with them directly!"
"Once the negotiations are over, we'll leave on our own."
The mayor said nothing. He lowered his head and stared at the cup on the coffee table. The coffee inside had already gone cold.
The teacher wanted to chat with the mayor, but it was clearly pointless. The mayor simply refused to communicate with him and remained silent the entire time.
Captured by the Nagaril People...
It was probably the greatest stain of his life!
Many people in Federal society looked down on the Nagaril People. If Federal citizens or other groups suffered some injustice, public opinion would speak up in support of them.
But the Nagaril People were an exception! Even when they were harmed, many people felt they deserved it. Who told them to come to the Federation and even take away job opportunities from Federal citizens elsewhere?
Moreover, their cheap labor had kept Federal workers from striking over wages for quite some time. After all, whenever they went on strike, large numbers of Nagaril People would immediately take their places.
And now this group of savage, uncivilized inferior races had actually captured him!
The mayor could already imagine his future in politics growing bleak! Who the hell would use a mayor who had once been captured by the Nagaril People? His