After Shi Feng left the reception room, Fitharia and the other two stared at his departing figure in stunned silence for a long while.
"Was Chairman Black Flame always this impulsive?"
Fitharia could not help asking Maka Frey and the Crimson Witch. For a moment, she felt utterly unable to keep up with Shi Feng's pace.
Conflicts of interest between guilds, especially between major superpowers, rarely led directly to war. Usually, they would first negotiate, and only resort to force if negotiations failed. After all, wars between guilds were no joke. Whether they won or lost, both sides would suffer considerable damage, perhaps even crippling losses.
Yet she had merely suggested negotiating with the Netherworld Empire first and preparing to make some concessions. After all, the interests tied to Starlight Fortress were simply too great. Too many superpowers were now eyeing Starlight Fortress, waiting only for something to happen to it. The moment it did, those superpowers would likely pounce like hungry wolves.
If they could settle the Netherworld Empire, a super guild, by paying a small price, everything afterward would be far easier to handle.
But Shi Feng had rejected the idea without a second word, even declaring that it would be either their death or his, with no third possibility...
That simply did not sound like something a guild chairman would say. It was more like the behavior of a reckless brute.
Still, it was not as if she could not understand.
Capturing Starlight Fortress had been extraordinarily difficult. They had finally taken it and were preparing to reap the rewards, only for others to suddenly appear and try to seize the fruits of their labor, wanting a share of the spoils. That was certainly enough to enrage anyone, but such things were all too common in both