Above the golden hall of Star Luo Palace.
Yin Hongye swaggered in, followed only by Mu Hongchen, Qian Renxue, Di Qiuer, and Na'er.
The Star Luo officials stood in two rows, each looking worse than the last.
Why were these two fiends the ones here to negotiate?
Tough-as-nails bastards—except we were the fish on the chopping block.
"Federation envoy, Yin Hongye, requests an audience!" he announced. He glanced around and felt that this lot really would not do.
Not one of them could fight!
Looking around, he smiled. "What are you afraid of? The Federation is the celestial empire of the world. If you're seeking our help, shouldn't you show some appreciation?"
"State your terms," Dai Tianling said in a deep voice.
"The terms are simple." Yin Hongye raised one finger. "First, land leasing. The Federation wants ninety-nine years of usage rights for three coastal ports within the Star Luo Empire. Therefore, you will pay us one billion Federation credits in rent every year."
Several ministers in the hall had already gone livid. Wasn't this fucking treason?
This was practically extortion!
But only then did they notice one detail: the tribute was not to the Federation, but to Yin Hongye himself. This bastard was truly greedy!
His appetite was even bigger than theirs!
"Second, mining rights for the Star Luo Empire's mines. Especially those rare mineral veins, which will be directly operated by Federation military-industrial enterprises. Third, the Federation will station troops here. If we don't station troops, how can we guarantee your safety? Green Skeleton might reach the gates of Star Luo City tomorrow."
"This isn't negotiation, this is ceding land! Paying reparations!" An elderly minister trembled with rage.
"Hey, you can't put it like that." Yin Hongye smiled gently. "Aren't we here to negotiate? We haven't directly demanded