Three rounds of drinks had passed.
Both men's aging faces were flushed from drinking.
Emboldened by the alcohol, the Korean representative pulled the songstress beside him into his arms.
"Miss, your heart is beating so fast. Are you ill? Here, let me feel."
With that said,
his wicked hand reached for her collar.
The Emperor lowered his head, a trace of contempt flashing through his eyes as he drank.
Just moments ago, the man had been weeping bitterly over his people.
Now he was already holding a songstress and pawing at her.
What about his people?
His compatriots?
Did they no longer matter?
Hypocritical Korean, the Emperor sneered inwardly. Once we've carved up the Dragon Kingdom, you'll be another dish on my table.
Smelling the fragrance of the beauty in his arms, the other man's imagination ran wild.
He chuckled foolishly to himself. The women of Kou Island are wonderful. Once we've carved up the Dragon Kingdom, I must find a way to seize Kou Island.
"Mr. Bai, cheers."
The Emperor raised his cup, unmoved by feminine charms.
"Cheers. Don't worry, I'll give you my full support tomorrow."
The Korean representative held a small breast in one hand and raised his cup with the other.
"Heh, Mr. Bai, this songstress is the most famous on Kou Island. Her special skills... hehe, I guarantee you'll enjoy them. Why not have her serve you tonight?"
The Emperor felt contempt inside, but wore an expression of profound gratitude.
The other man gave an awkward smile. "Wouldn't that be inappropriate?"
"We share the same misfortune. All the more reason to support each other and share everything."
"As long as you like them, you can take your pick of Kou Island's women..."
It was merely a polite offer, but Mr. Bai's eyes lit up.
"Then...