Chapter 100 Temple_1
Demarcating boundaries, peace treaties, and farmland leasing agreements.
If these three matters were to be discussed in the usual way, it would be impossible to settle them within a few months! Moreover, by that time, the boundary line would definitely have shifted north.
Yan Xing was very satisfied with the many advantages he had gained. Just a moment ago, he was complaining about Priest Temple’s untimely death, which delayed his opportunity to make money.
Now... Priest Temple, you really died at the damn right moment. Your death was spectacular, a contribution to everyone’s cause. We will all remember your name. You will undoubtedly leave a bold mark on the annals of history.
"Lord Earl, how would you like me to cooperate with you?"
Count Theodore glanced out the window again; the circular spires of the Temple were now very close. He hurriedly said to Yan Xing, "Remember, you represent Thunderous Swamp. As long as you step forward to take over the investigation of Priest Temple’s assassination case, you can help alleviate some of my pressure. Nuta City must lift its lockdown as soon as possible. The supply of materials to the front lines must not be interrupted in any way. And..."
At that moment, the carriage stopped.
Count Theodore finally said to Yan Xing, "Display the crudeness of the Swamp Tribe, just like you did at my dining table. They may look down on the Swamp Tribe from Wildwind Highlands, but they will never ignore them. Also, crudeness doesn’t mean stupidity. With me here, you can play your part to the fullest."
"Understood!" Yan Xing made an OK gesture.
The old Earl, thinking it was a customary gesture of the Swamp Tribe, imitated the OK sign as well.