Before Either Side Could Even Fight, the Referee Took Them Down First
Being a mediator was often a thankless and exhausting job.
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Especially when it involved such deep-seated hatred.
One wrong move, and it was easy to offend both sides.
However, Heiduo was a particularly unprofessional kind of violent mediator.
Confident in his own abilities, he completely ignored the hostile glares around him and merely looked at the elder before him, whose gaze was pure and clear.
It was hard to imagine that this old man, who looked as though he already had one foot in the grave, could possess such clear eyes. There was not the slightest trace of murkiness in them; they were black and bright, like those of a newborn baby.
But that was also why Heiduo had taken the initiative to negotiate.
If others were willing to talk, he was willing to talk. If they were not willing to talk, how was he supposed to be willing to talk?
The reason Heiduo had meddled in this matter was actually very simple.
It was just because he felt like it.
He could not stand seeing Higan unable to return home despite having one, so he had brought Higan back from Sinnoh.
He also disliked seeing innocents dragged into the Draconids' affairs, so he wanted to act as a mediator and make them let go of their hatred.
That was what it meant when they said money could not buy a man's willingness.
The elder did not respond for a long while. She did not meet Heiduo's gaze and merely stared at the Creation Ring on his chest, calmly pondering something unknown. Her thin, wrinkled hand picked up the tea on the table, and she took a small sip.
Seeing this, Heiduo was not