Chapter 2030: Negotiation Time

Ausilige suddenly awakened to the truth, finally understanding his father's painstaking efforts.

"Father, rest assured, I will handle this personally," Ausilige said coldly.

Richard nodded, looked at his child who was as fat as a pig, and sighed; at least he had become a little more sensible.

Meanwhile, Wan Shang and Fang Dalong were on their way back.

They arrived at the basement of the Small Tavern, and after passing through various winding sections, they reached the arena.

At this moment, someone was already waiting for them.

"Come, let's play a few rounds."

The three of them sat down, and Wan Shang touched the cards, looked at his hand, and said, "I'll be the Landlord!"

"Double!" Qin Zhangfeng said decisively.

Fang Dalong said nothing.

Qin Zhangfeng drew the last three cards from the table and added them to his hand; his brows furrowed—he had been careless!

Wan Shang and Fang Dalong saw his expression and chuckled without saying a word.

Fighting the Landlord was a card game invented by Liu Zheng, and once invented, it quickly swept through Longyan.

Moreover, it was soon accepted and recognized by the masses.

"What did Richard say?" Qin Zhangfeng took the lead and played six cards.

Wan Shang chuckled, looked at the '3-4-5-6-7-8' on the table, and his smile came to an abrupt halt.

"Pass!"

Fang Dalong casually threw down three cards and said, "He didn't say much, just that he wanted the two of us to negotiate terms with you."

"He wants to suffer a little less loss."

Qin Zhangfeng looked at Wan Shang's three threes, also threw down three cards, and said, "Then you two had better be careful; after all, you are both 'traitors of Longyan', so be careful not to get killed by me."

Wan Shang looked at the three twos Qin Zhangfeng had thrown down and calmly threw down two cards: "What's there to fear? Isn't that why you're here?"

Wan Shang looked at the table and didn't respond.

Qin Zhangfeng's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly, "Pass!"

"My presence might not necessarily be useful; after all, if your identities are exposed, won't your families here be in danger?"

Wan Shang calmly threw down five pairs and said, "It's nothing, Fang Dalong and I have already made arrangements."

Fang Dalong looked at the cards in his hand, then at the two of them competing at the card table, and had nothing more to say.

Qin Zhangfeng also looked at the opponent's series of pairs, not knowing how to play his own.

He said helplessly again, "Pass."

Wan Shang chuckled and threw down five cards: "Three with two."

Qin Zhangfeng sighed, threw his hand onto the card table, covered his face, and said, "You're lucky; without those two Big Joker and Small Joker, this hand would be hard to win."

Wan Shang shuffled the cards and said, "But, my luck just happens to be a bit better."

Fang Dalong chuckled: "General Qin, tomorrow you will be 'settling personal scores under the guise of public duty'."

The three of them looked at each other and burst into laughter.

The next day arrived quickly.

Just as they had expected, when Wan Shang and Fang Dalong went as Envoys, Ausilige also participated.

They had long anticipated his involvement.

Upon seeing Wan Shang and Fang Dalong, a flash of coldness crossed Ausilige's smiling face, and he said, "Oh, my most honorable friends, long time no see."

Wan Shang and Fang Dalong took off their hats in salute and said, "Long time no see."

On the way, the three exchanged pleasantries and reached a consensus; before long, the Horse Carriage brought them to the front of Qin Zhangfeng's camp.

His troops had driven straight in, killing their way to the city where Richard resided, a distance of only a short hundred miles.

As long as Qin Zhangfeng willed it, the Indian army could advance into the main city of France under his command.

That was why Richard had urgently sent Wan Shang and Fang Dalong to negotiate.

Seeing the massive scale of the military camp, Ausilige's expression became incomparably heavy; this camp was roughly estimated to hold an army of over one hundred thousand.

He did not know how these troops had appeared suddenly, as if by magic.

But even he knew that such a force appearing so close to their main city—

If they were to launch an attack, even the French army at its peak would face the crisis of the city being breached.

Not to mention the current French army, whose main force was still on the front lines in Quebec and had not had time to rush back.

The distance was simply too far.

He exhaled and followed behind Wan Shang and Fang Dalong, thinking that if there were any changes later—

He would sell these two out to win Qin Zhangfeng's trust.

The stationed Indians stared at them as they walked in.

Along the way, Ausilige felt the deep hatred in the Indians' gazes, as if they wanted to tear him to pieces.

He felt as if he had walked into a Wolf Pack.

The fear was suffocating, but fortunately, this feeling did not last long.

"Greetings, honorable General of Longyan, we come with goodwill," Wan Shang said, leaning his body slightly forward and speaking in the French language.

Ausilige also followed Wan Shang in saluting; when the man opposite them appeared, the fierce, wolf-like gazes of the Indians suddenly became much more respectful.

Ausilige looked at the man who had calmed the beasts; a warm smile hung on his face.

Ausilige breathed a sigh of relief; fortunately, the other party was not a vicious person...

Qin Zhangfeng suddenly looked at Ausilige, and his hair stood on end instantly, as if he had been stared at by a beast capable of taking his life.

Ausilige's body could not help but tremble, and a chill seeped out from the top of his head.

Qin Zhangfeng spoke up: "Who is this?"

Wanshang introduced: "This is the son of the highest leader of our French Colonial Zone, Ausilige!"

Having just recovered from being bumped by Fang Dalong, Ausilige reached out his hand and smiled: "Very pleased to meet you, General."

"General Qin, I think you can see the sincerity of our negotiations this time."

Qin Zhangfeng ignored him and said with a smile: "Regardless of who he is, I only care whether you French can meet my conditions."

Qin Zhangfeng stepped aside to let them in, ignoring Ausilige from beginning to end.

Ausilige's outstretched hand remained suspended in mid-air, with no one paying it any mind.

He froze for a moment, watching the three people who had already walked inside, his chubby hands clenching into fists.

The ferocity in his eyes was no longer concealed, and after taking a few deep breaths, he ultimately chose to follow them in.

Qin Zhangfeng looked at the three people in front of the negotiation table and put forward his demands.

"Withdrawing troops is simple; I have only one requirement: return the Indian land that France previously occupied."

"This requirement is not excessive."

Wanshang said with a fawning smile: "France has after all made many developments in America; isn't it a bit inappropriate for you, General, to take back all of France's years of operations with just one sentence?"

Qin Zhangfeng glanced at Wanshang and Fang Dalong, and said indifferently: "The two of you, don't forget that you were previously Longyan."

Wanshang smiled: "But we are now subjects of France."