The two people who returned to their original small base were currently in a heavenly battle.
Big White Shark said coldly, "What did he mean by his last sentence? Is he laying the groundwork to break his promise and kill us?"
"By then, he'll take away our trump cards and turn on us, and we'll have no way out."
Mandala solemnly said, "I think he's intentionally saying that to entice us to make a move."
"I can't believe he didn't expect the threat we'd pose during the ceasefire."
Big White Shark glanced at him sideways, "But he agreed so decisively. Do they have some countermeasures?"
Mandala pondered, "They certainly have countermeasures. First of all, none of us are involved in the negotiations, so the length of the talks is entirely up to them."
"I've been through negotiations, the process is simple. Each person states their demands, followed by the Angel Envoy's evaluation."
