The Capital.
The negotiating venue for the representatives of various countries.
The Old Man sipped his tea indifferently as he listened to the demands put forward by the various countries.
"We are willing to maintain friendship with the Dragon Kingdom for all eternity, as long as your army leaves our territory."
"Yes, we had no choice. As long as your army withdraws, we are willing to follow the Dragon Kingdom's lead."
"We aren't asking the Dragon Kingdom to compensate us for our losses. We only ask for peace talks with your country."
"We lived under the Dragon Kingdom's leadership for over a thousand years. Before this, we merely fell for the West's instigation..."
The representatives no longer had the boldness they had shown when encircling the Dragon Kingdom. With worried faces, they tried to secure a little more at the negotiating table.
But the Old Man sitting across from them was not someone easy to negotiate with.
Once the representatives had finished stating their demands, the Old Man set down his teacup.
He tapped the table with his fingers, signaling for everyone to listen closely.
"Finished fantasizing?"
Impatience was written all over the Old Man's face. "If you want to make wishes, go outside and take a cab. Eight yuan will get you to the biggest temple in the Capital, where you can buy three sticks of incense."
"I'm here to accept your surrender documents, not listen to your fucking nonsense."
"If you want peace talks, sign the treaty we've drafted, then go home and keep your tails between your legs."
The Old Man tossed the treaty on the table to them.
They exchanged looks. Each clause was more outrageous than the last.
"Close half the Gathering Zones on the Korean Peninsula? Then where, may I ask, are our people