"So soon, we were meeting already?" Chen Mo's expression remained calm.
The visitor showed deep respect. "It is all thanks to your great power, sir."
That was indeed the case. If Chen Mo had not displayed combat strength surpassing the Great Grandmaster Realm so early on—
And slain a Demon with the combat strength of a Supreme Grandmaster in actual battle—
Great Zhou would never have gained the chance to speak with the Demons as equals.
They simply would not have negotiated with them.
"When?" Chen Mo asked.
The visitor's purpose was very simple: he hoped Chen Mo could attend this meeting between Great Zhou and the Demons.
To stand behind Great Zhou.
As the only Supreme Grandmaster currently within Great Zhou, only Chen Mo's personal attendance would make the Demons truly willing to negotiate properly with Great Zhou.
Otherwise, the coming meeting would become a declaration meeting for all-out war between both sides.
Hearing Chen Mo's question, the visitor hurriedly answered truthfully:
"The talks will begin in three days. His Majesty means that, if you have the time, sir, you may arrive in the capital somewhat earlier."
"I understand." Chen Mo nodded slightly.
He did not give a definite answer.
Understanding what he meant, the visitor immediately took his leave. "Then I shall not disturb you any longer, sir."
With that, he bowed and departed.
Without sparing the man so much as a glance, Chen Mo pondered this trip to the capital.
"They actually want to sit down and negotiate with the Demons. We really are living more and more backward!"
Yet this seemed to be the best way for Great Zhou to handle the current situation, because they simply could do nothing against the Demons.
Instead, the Demons—who had already produced a Supreme Grandmaster-level powerhouse first—held the more