Provincial Government Building, meeting room.
Six negotiation experts were flipping through documents, whispering to each other, exchanging opinions in low voices.
Even though nothing could be seen on the surface, from subtle deep breaths or the frequent wiping of palms on pant legs, and the unconscious shaking of legs, one could see their nervousness.
Among these people, some had presided over large business negotiations.
Some were international affairs officers from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
Some were micro-expression analysis experts.
They had seen countless big scenes and had robust psychological resilience.
But facing possibly the most powerful human in history, an existence equal to the Barbarian God, this kind of nervousness still inevitably spread out.
The meeting room was quite silent, with only the sound of papers rustling and quiet murmurs.
This negotiation was too tricky.
