Li Tian led everyone through a simple moon cave door, and the scenery before them suddenly opened up.
The interior of Xuanji Villa is a gentle and beautiful garden scene, with nine-curved corridors winding across the rippling lotus pond. Taihu stones are stacked at random, and mountain spring water flows down the cracks in the stones. If it weren't for the empty spiritual power and demonic power in the body reminding everyone at all times, people would really think that they had mistakenly entered some secluded fairyland.
Everyone followed the corridor and came to an antique vermilion building. On the golden nanmu plaque above the building, the three characters "Qianji Hall" were written in ancient script.
Li Tian pushed open the carved wooden door and saw that the interior was extremely elegantly decorated. The screen was painted with splash-ink landscapes, and there were all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and paintings. In the center of the hall, there were two rows of large rosewood chairs. It was obviously a place specially used for discussion.
Li Tian raised his hand to greet everyone to sit down. They lined up on both sides. As soon as they sat down, several attendants in green clothes came in and lit up the crane-shaped bronze floor lamps at the four corners of the room. The slightly dim room instantly lit up. Then several more attendants carried trays and served tea and cakes to several people.
Lin Qingyang sat next to Cang Mo, and his eyes casually fell on the attendant in green who was pouring tea for him. The attendant lowered his eyebrows, but his appearance was very delicate, but his movements seemed a little strangely stiff. After pouring the tea, the attendant slowly raised his head, met Lin Qingyang's gaze, and smiled at him with curved eyes.
But Lin Qingyang was so frightened that he almost threw the cup in his hand. The other person's face had all the features, but under the nose, where the mouth should have been, it was creepy and smooth. Coupled with his weird smile, the scene almost made Lin Qingyang think that he had been in some horror movie.
"Oh my god!"
The reaction of Su Jingui on the opposite side was obviously much greater. He screamed and jumped up in fright. He subconsciously hugged Jian Hong's arm next to him, and the fat all over his body shook.
Cang Mo glanced over with cold eyes, snorted with disdain, then stretched out his hand very naturally, and gently held Lin Qingyang's hand under the table soothingly.
Jian Hong frowned in disgust and said, "After all, he is the leader of a sect, what does it look like to yell and scream!"
Su Jingui sat back on the chair with lingering fear, still pointing at the attendants who had retreated to the side with some hairiness, and said in a weak voice, "Master Li, this... what on earth is this?"
"They are wooden puppets carved along with Xuanji Villa, not real people." Li Tianduan sat in the main seat and explained calmly.
"Then why don't you carve a mouth?" Lin Qingyang asked, suppressing the fear in her heart.
"This Xuanji walnut is made from an ancient sacred tree. The living thing carved inside it. Once the seven orifices are opened, it is easy to develop spiritual wisdom and it is difficult to control. For the sake of safety, our ancestors deliberately left one less orifice when carving them."
"I see, it's really a work of art." Su Jingui laughed twice, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and reluctantly flattered.
Li Tian smiled slightly and left Li Yan. His gloomy personality emerged again, and even the smile on his face was a bit sad. With the wooden puppets in the room, the atmosphere was a bit permeable.
Those wooden puppets finished serving tea and lined up to leave. Lin Qingyang couldn't help complaining as he looked at them. No wonder he came up with the idea of making a puppet as his younger brother. Such perverted aesthetics and craftsmanship were passed down from their Tianxuan Pavilion ancestors.
"Okay! Now that everyone is here, let's talk about business!" Jian Hong was originally reluctant to negotiate peace, but now that he has lost his spiritual power, his face is even more irritable.
The atmosphere in the hall also became serious, Cang Mo narrowed his eyes with a cold look, Su Jingui smiled slightly but sat upright, and Li Tian still looked indifferent, as if he didn't care about the peace talks.
Cang Mo glanced at Lin Qingyang beside him. He was still in the same lazy posture, leaning on the back of the large chair, shaking the teacup in his hand carelessly, and turned to smile lightly at him, with a confident look on his face.
Su Jingui took the lead and said with a smile, "Since everyone is gathered here today, we all want to end the dispute. There is no need to hide it. Whatever conditions the Demon Emperor City has, it can be easily negotiated as long as it is not excessive."
As a businessman, he naturally understands that in negotiations, he must let the other party make the first offer, so that he can understand the other party's psychological expectations and then take the initiative in bargaining.
Lin Qingyang put down the teacup, raised his eyes to look at the people across from him, and said without hesitation, "Actually, the conditions of the Demon Emperor City are very simple. The Immortal Alliance will release all the demon slaves detained in the human race."
This condition is not surprising, but Su Jingui still looks pretentious.
Jian Hong, who was next to him, also snorted as expected, "Dream! Let them go back so that your Demon Emperor City can absorb these demon slaves, expand its power, and then come back to bite the Immortal Alliance again? Lin Qingyang, don't you really think that everyone in the Immortal Alliance is a fool!"
"Since the two parties intend to live in peace in the future, it is unreasonable for the Immortal Alliance to hold so many demon clans hostage. As long as they are released, the Demon Emperor City can promise that they will never take the initiative to invade in the future." Lin Qingyang said.
Jian Hong looked at Cang Mo with disdain and said coldly, "How can you believe what a group of barbarians say!"
Cang Mo raised his eyebrows slightly with a cold expression. "I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. If the Immortal Alliance must be so ignorant, then we'll see you on the battlefield!"
"Stop talking nonsense, if you want to fight, fight! I'm afraid you won't be able to become an immortal alliance!" Jian Hong choked loudly, obviously he had no intention of having a good discussion in the first place.
Seeing that the two sides were about to quarrel again, Su Jingui quickly spoke out to comfort him, "Don't be angry. We are here to negotiate, not to quarrel. Since it is a negotiation, it is normal to have differences. Just talk slowly."
Jian Hong frowned and glanced at him displeasedly, snorted coldly and said nothing more. Cang Mo's face was sullen, but he didn't say anything else.
Su Jingui looked a little more serious, then looked at Lin Qingyang and asked slowly, "Lin Xianjun, since it is a peace negotiation, there must be an exchange of interests. If the Immortal Alliance releases all these demon slaves, it will be a big loss for the human race. What benefits can the Immortal Alliance get from it?"
Lin Qingyang looked at Su Jingui, who was still smiling. This old fox deliberately waited for Jian Hong to get angry before starting to negotiate terms. First, he used Jian Hong to test their attitudes and trump cards. Second, he could lower the other party's psychological expectations and gain more benefits in the subsequent negotiations.
However, these negotiation routines were of no use to Lin Qingyang. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looked at the other party, and said four words slowly, "It's no good!"
As soon as these words came out, Su Jingui finally couldn't hold back the smile on his face and slowly frowned.
Li Tian, who was drinking tea, also looked up and seemed to finally be interested.
Jian Hong was even more dissatisfied with his arrogant attitude and frowned at him.
Su Jingui paused for a moment and then said, "Lin Xianjun, your words are a bit unreasonable. Since there is no benefit, why should the Immortal Alliance agree to your conditions?"
Lin Qingyang looked at a few people with peach blossom eyes, half-smiling but not smiling, chuckled and continued, "Because if you don't let go, there will be harm!"
His tone was calm and gentle, but his words were full of threats.