The spy operations of all sides had long been within their expectations. Everyone knew the score, and whether they could obtain intelligence depended on their own abilities.
The situation on this continent had only stabilized a few years ago. He was now preparing to expand overseas, and would take the opportunity to look for the things he had left behind back then.
For the time being, Zhou Xu could not possibly fall out with Fisher and overturn the United Nations' table over something like this.
When he saw that Fisher had ordered lavish gifts prepared and sent someone over to apologize, he went along with it, accepted the gifts, and let the matter pass.
This situation allowed Fisher to breathe a sigh of relief. Peter, meanwhile, was unwilling to accept it, but there was nothing he could say.
He had now seen the light and set his mind straight.
Given the current situation, the more he thought about things, the more mistakes he made. He should learn from the Female Warrior Tribe: forget about the whys and wherefores, cling tightly to Great Zhou's thigh, and follow Great Zhou's lead. That was all there was to it.
Since Great Zhou had demonstrated decent character and credibility, Great Zhou presumably would not mistreat the forces that followed it. Otherwise, who would dare join them in the future?
With this thought in mind, Peter even summoned Gilt to discuss it.
Even Gilt had to admit that their leader's thoughts were exceptionally clear this time.
After all, there were only two thighs to cling to within the United Nations: Great Zhou and the Holy Roland Empire. Choose one side, cling tightly to one thigh without letting go, and take a gamble. That was all there was to it.
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