Before Madoc, Domina put on a pitiful expression and kept whimpering, "The Cursed Race really framed me. The Overlord helped me so much. How could I possibly want to kill him?"
Ona said, "Is there any point in explaining this now, Princess? What the Overlord wants to know is what you intend to do."
Domina fell silent for a long time before saying, "If the Overlord is willing to withdraw to the Western Realm, I am willing to coexist peacefully with the Insect Race."
Zhang Fan laughed. "Mr. Madoc, do you think talks like these serve any purpose? I've shown you all the courtesy you could ask for. Consider this drink a toast to you. We'll meet on the battlefield."
Zhang Fan picked up the wineglass on the table, downed it in one gulp, then turned and left Madoc's warship.
Ona bowed to Madoc and slowly withdrew from the command room, making sure to add, "Your Highness, if this is your stance, there's nothing I can do either."
After leaving, Ona caught up with Zhang Fan, who smiled and said, "General Ona, I'm absolutely confident we'll take the Krami Empire this time."
Ona looked somewhat bewildered at Zhang Fan's words. "Didn't Mr. Madoc just say that neither Great Emperor wants you to keep fighting? Besides, do you have a way to deal with Madoc's army, Overlord?"
"No. Hahaha, I'm just joking. You should see that awful look on your face." After teasing him, Zhang Fan continued, "Don't worry. Madoc is only here for show. He won't take action."
Ona looked even more confused, but Zhang Fan merely smiled without answering, leaving him to follow Zhang Fan back to the Four-Race Star Domain with a head full of questions.
Upon returning to the four races' conference room, Zhang Fan said, "Everyone,