In the tent next door, Mo Yu, Wei Yi, Wei Er, and Chun Hua were also eating.
"I'm an injured person. Can't you give in to me?"
"Burp~ You think you're injured?"
If it weren't for my fast speed, I wouldn't have been able to get my hands on the game!!"
Wei didn't want to sell his face at all.
If he was polite at the dinner table, he would be a fool. He could not even eat his fill, so what else could he do?
As for Su Luo, who was in the tent opposite them, he kept smelling the fragrance of the food and eating the tasteless steamed buns and salted vegetables with tears streaming down his face. He was simply inhuman!
He had to stop the war as soon as possible. He wanted to go home. He had to eat for three days and three nights.
Therefore, the negotiations on the second day went very smoothly. Even if the envoys of the northern kingdom wanted to raise any conditions, they were all stopped by Su Luo with a look.
