Cheng Bing sat down beside Ye Wutian, while Tang Weiwen took a seat on Ye Wutian's other side, Nine Fingers, Hei Long, and Lord Hu randomly picked spots to sit.
"Brother Tian, how confident are you about this negotiation?" Nine Fingers asked after sitting down, looking somewhat nervous.
"I believe I've told you before, I, Ye Wutian, never fight a battle I'm not sure of winning. We have at least a ninety-nine percent chance of success in this negotiation," Ye Wutian rhythmically tapped his fingers on the table, exuding an air of assurance.
"Ninety-nine percent?" Hei Long was clearly skeptical. After exchanging a glance with Nine Fingers, he asked, "Does Brother Tian have some sort of plan?"
