Ceasefire

When strength was insufficient to overcome difficulties, making peace was not some shameful choice.

As for whether making peace with foreigners would affect the Federation's future, Lin Jie did not care in the slightest.

As a capitalist, Lin Jie understood the Federation's nature all too well.

If he truly gave up his own interests for the Federation, he would be sold out in the next breath.

No, perhaps he would not even qualify to be sold out by the Federation. Some senator's family might simply make peace with the foreigners in his place.

Given enough profit, they would not even object to switching to another civilization to survive.

So Lin Jie's choice was hardly surprising.

What benefit was there in continuing to fight the foreigners to the death?

Simon's side was stunned for a moment. He had considered that they might force the other party into negotiations, but he had not expected things to go so smoothly. They should have fought a little longer, at least.

Neither side had suffered major losses yet. How could they surrender so quickly? Their bottom line was even lower than that of those stodgy nobles.

Though he suspected it might be a trap, Simon could not refuse the request.

He did not even act as domineering as usual, replying directly, "Foreigner, withdraw your fleet from our star domain, then board an unarmed spacecraft and come to pay audience to His Majesty the Emperor of Great Xia."

As for demanding the other side's unconditional surrender, he did not say it aloud.

After all, Maple Leaf Mining's armed forces had not been completely wiped out. Strength was what gave one the confidence to earn respect.

Of course, Simon felt that he had already been quite lenient, but Maple Leaf Mining still found the arrangement somewhat dangerous.