"First Elder."
Ye Wanwan shot First Elder a look. "What are you saying? Does the Direct Line need us to remind them?"
Ye Wanwan slapped the treaty on the conference table. "Everything is written clearly in this treaty. Are you saying Direct Line will be indifferent to the Fearless Alliance's struggle against the Rose of Death? This is a conditional contract that's directly managed by the Arbitration Council! You're too disrespectful, First Elder."
First Elder nodded frantically and turned to the elderly man from the Direct Line with an apologetic expression. "Mm... The President is right, this subordinate didn't think things through thoroughly. Our treaty is managed by the Arbitration Council... so Direct Line definitely won't sit by and do nothing. It's all this subordinate's fault for running my mouth before thinking it through."
Ye Wanwan smiled faintly. "Of course... say, our Fearless Alliance is quite lucky. If we didn't sign this war treaty, we'd have definitely spent a lot of money and people in this war with the Rose of Death. But it's great now that we have the Direct Line's help, we won't have to worry about expenses or manpower and can directly pulverize the Rose of Death to death!"
"Right, you're correct, President. When a faction like us fights a war, we're fighting with money. Now that we have the Direct Line providing money and strength..." First Elder added seriously.
Ye Wanwan waved her hand and interrupted, "First Elder... why are you so chatty? Hurry and announce it. After we've announced it, we can attack the Rose of Death."
"Yes, this subordinate will leave now... After we announce it, the conditions of the treaty will officially go into effect."
After saying that, First Elder turned to leave.
The elderly man from the Direct Line suddenly stood up. "Wait."
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