Tonight, at a meeting convened aboard the Tianbo Ship by Mister Chen of Yacheng Wild Bazaar, Mister Ji of Coast Automobile Factory met with Mister Ling, representative of Ash Port Wild Bazaar. After a cordial and friendly discussion and a full, frank, and candid exchange of views, the two sides reached a comprehensive consensus.
All parties raised their glasses in celebration, and the meeting concluded amid harmonious, friendly applause.
Truly cause for celebration—cause for celebration indeed!
According to Wild Bazaar rules, with the Chieftain's seat as witness, the victor, the defeated, and even life and death had been decided, with White Deer himself presiding. Even if this were reported to the headquarters, everyone would spit on Ling Zhou's corpse and praise him for dying well, dying brilliantly, dying so wonderfully that Celestial Origin would croak with applause!
Things had come this far. The dust had settled, with no room left for reversal.
Even if Ling Liu, Ash Port's current boss, flew into a furious rage, he probably wouldn't be able to spit out even half a word of objection.
Sometimes, rules were nothing more than a sheet of paper, to be crumpled and prettied up at will. But other times, rules were greater than the heavens—touch them even slightly, and people died. Especially in Wild Bazaars, where there were few rules, just a handful that wouldn't even fill a page, yet behind every word lay mountains of corpses.
Unless Ling Liu had lost his mind and ran to headquarters to flip the table, yelling, "Fuck your mother, I'm starting a new Wild Bazaar!" he had no choice but to swallow this loss—and swallow it hard. Once he was done, he would even have to grind Ling Zhou's bones to dust and curse him as a disgraceful piece of trash.
For