The night wind is very cold.

The teacup that was blowing Qin Ye's black hair was clear and not hot was even colder in his hands.

It seemed as if the wind could also feel the undercurrents below the sea, and was sobbing silently.

Qin Ye sat by the window and looked at the moonlight for a while, waved his hand, and a stack of information flew over the table and slowly opened in the air. Rows of names came into view.

Celtic Underworld, Semitic Underworld, Hopi Underworld, Nenxin Valley Underworld, Red Moon Underworld Federation... At this moment, a voice sounded softly outside the door: "Sir, King Zhao Ghost, King Qin's Palace, please see me."

"In." Qin Ye flipped through the information. Soon, the door was pulled open silently. Zhao Yun and Qin Changxin walked in.

Qin Ye raised his chin towards the teapot, but did not speak, but still looked at the information. Zhao Yun and Qin Changxin didn't talk much. After drinking a few cups of tea, Qin Ye finally closed the information and looked at the night sky thoughtfully: "No powerful underworld has arrived, and the only highest official position in the underworld is the Duke..."

He picked up the teacup, but stopped at his mouth and did not drink. He raised his eyebrows and said, "So, why do they have the courage to not welcome Si Chang when he sees Si Chang coming?"

On the foreign land, all the fireworks were collected, leaving only the thoughts that were calm to the extreme.

Zhao Yun took a sip of tea, narrowed his eyes, and spoke in a deep voice: "Because... no one will stay waiting for us."

“It’s cruel, but it’s reality.”

He walked to the window and looked at the bloody moon in the air. He said slowly: "In this world, after the establishment of the local government alliance, all countries have their own way of living."

"As long as a big country is there, it doesn't move, no one can ignore it. But small countries cannot do it. They want to move, run, and make trouble, so that the big country will notice them and give them soup... just like South Korea in the world. Do you think South Korean experts are really crazy? They catch China and bite it?"

"No, this is just the best way for them to show their presence. So, they reported to the American thighs. The same is true for the underworld. If a small country wants to have a voice in the underworld alliance... a child who can cry has milk to drink. To drink milk, he must have a mother. When we, the mother, left, the children below will naturally go to other houses to drink milk."

"Now, they are drinking other people's milk, how dare they meet us again? Are you not afraid that their parents will break their milk powder?"

Qin Ye laughed: "It's very fashionable and apt metaphor."

In China, I always think that the Chinese underworld is so awesome internationally, but in fact it is almost the same. However, when I first arrived in Nara, reality taught them a good lesson.

"However, we have been standing for thousands of years, but there are not many puppet countries?"

Qin Changxin smiled: "Sir, all the puppet countries have become fiefs of the Twelve Heavenly Luo. The 'king' of the puppet countries is not even qualified to enter a meeting of this level."

"If you want to participate in such a world-class conference, the first thing is to do is to be the sovereign and independent underworld."

Qin Ye clapped his hands and put down the teacup: "So, what do we do now?"

He walked slowly in the room with his hands in his arms, his eyes becoming more and more solemn: "I thought about it carefully just now. If this meeting was a big show, then now it has entered the final rehearsal without scripts."

"Seven days later, once the signing ceremony is over, it will be the end of the show and the picture is over." His eyes swept over the two of them and said solemnly: "We must win more votes within six days of the rehearsal!"

Any meeting of the Underworld Alliance is voted in the form of a vote. Of course, the Four Constellations have the right to veto it. He has already known it.

He didn't know what the other party was going to do, but he guessed it.

It turns out that it is nothing more than the idea of ​​playing the four constant positions.

For this conference, the thoughtful underworld has been preparing for it for a long time and contacted many death gods. Now... no one can teach them how to do it. They must learn from it and adapt to it in order to get more votes.

He hooked his finger and the information book flew over again. He stroked gently and said, "There are thirty-four underworlds in the world now. Now there are eleven underworlds. As long as... we can get 18 votes, more than half. We... can land safely."

Dead silence.

No one spoke, and everyone's eyes were flashing. Thinking quickly.

Everyone knows the answer, but how difficult it is to do it?

Even if we welcomed us, no one came to welcome us. Moreover... this was the first meeting reopened by the Four Continental Underworld a hundred years later!

A slap in the face?

Indeed, for the Sichang Underworld, this was a slap on his face, but he really gritted his teeth and endured it.

"A hundred years of change... seven days of change..." Qin Changxin pursed his lips, sighed lightly, and did not continue.

It is true that even if the underworld in China once had such a strong foundation, this task was too difficult.

However, the butcher will not give the prey a waiting time.

"At the international conference, any meeting can be seen as a weather vane." Zhao Yun suddenly said, "Some things can be seen as a light hint, and you can know... the other party's true thoughts."

Qin Ye's eyes flashed: "How many hours do you mean the welcoming banquet?"

Zhao Yun nodded: "At that time... if you offered an olive branch in moderation, I believe the underworld would be interested."

"Of course, you can't do it too obvious. After all,... the underworld of China never despised that kind of thing before. The ruling team has changed, but the overall style cannot be changed too much. Otherwise... in this troublesome autumn, it is definitely not a good phenomenon."

This will make other countries suspicious and even scare... Qin Ye nodded deeply: "I understand."

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Uchirasaka is worthy of being the underworld that has stood for thousands of years. At this important international conference, the underworld of Japan also tried its best to open up many empty bridges between the upright Tianshou Pavilion. As long as you step on them, you can reach Honmaru as quickly as possible.

The Chinese underworld reception banquet was held in the second floor banquet hall of Honmaru "Komatsuki".

The banquet hall was large and adopted the ancient Chinese style reunion table. Each table was enough to sit down for more than ten people. There were six tables in total, and all members of the ambassador group could attend. When Qin Ye came to the banquet hall surrounded by crowds, Izhan Nami, Suzan Mingzun, and more than a dozen Yin Clans were already waiting there.

"Welcome to the underworld of China!" Izanamei took the lead and bowed. All the other evil people bent down. Qin Ye's eyes swept over them and immediately jumped, and anger rushed up in his heart instantly.

Even though I had a premonition... even when I came, there was no underworld to greet me, but... all the judges here are now! Except for Izanami and Suzan Mingzun!

Yes, compared to the underworlds that are all large in China, even if the Red Moon unites, the island owners of several small islands are united together. The highest official position is the Duijun.

However, there was only the judge on the scene.

This shows that... At the first public rally to return to the stage in a hundred years, even these rice grains did not buy the face of the Chinese underworld!

No leader came!

This is a shame for a four-permanent underworld! I'm afraid it's something that has never happened in thousands of years!

Tolerance... To be timid and tolerate... Qin Ye still had a smile on his face, his hands were already squeezing, and his knuckles were pinched white. This is politics, not an act of impulse.

"Please get up." His smile could not even be seen at all. As soon as he finished speaking, Izarnami raised her head, looking straight at Qin Ye with only her mouth, and smiled with a smile: "It's a pity that the King of Qin came by accidentally. The governor of the Underworld who arrived first today, the heads of state traveled to Mount Fuji at night and have not returned yet. I am afraid that I can't attend your country's welcome banquet."

The anger that had just been suppressed was like the paper money piled up together on the Zhongyuan Festival. It looked like the clouds and smoke were gone, and there was no spark. But when I picked it in with a stick, I saw the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun.

This sentence is the stick.

Who wouldn’t know the arrival of the underworld in China?

It's just that coincidental? A group night tour?

No one dares...or no one wants to meet him?

Is it under pressure, or...I can't bear to bite the fat meat in my mouth?

Thoughts surged rapidly, Qin Ye keenly captured what expressions should be used now. He should be angry, but not angry, and should be indifferent. After all, there are only a few small countries. So...

He sneered: "What a coincidence."

Then, without saying anything, he followed Izanami into the main table.

The guest and the guest were seated. As soon as he sat down, a judge immediately spoke respectfully: "King of Qin, I am really sorry. There will be a ghost and god sacrifice on Mount Fuji tonight. Once every fifty years, it is rare. The Governor said that you will definitely apologize to yourself in a few days."

"Yes, our head of state also said that it was his greatest regret that he did not welcome you in person." A polite man who seemed to be a tropical race during his lifetime said with fear and trepidation: "We have united Red Moon and will offer generous gifts to make up for today's regrets."

Qin Ye glanced around.

Sitting there, plus Japan, there are a total of twelve underworlds.

If possible, he wanted to slap one by one and slap these perfunctory mischiefs into a paste. But in fact, he had to release some kindness.

"Red Moon United?" The information quickly passed by his mind. He smiled: "The Island Federation, which is based on agriculture and animal husbandry. A hundred years ago, we just signed a contract to purchase 50% of the Yin Beast Meat and more than 40 fruits in your country."

This is a very obscure kindness.

If in the world, the Chinese country, who is not short of money, said this to a small country. The other party will definitely ask: Does our pork and beef taste particularly good? It is pure natural and has no additives. Should your country consider renewing the visa?

"Yes." However, the representative answer was: "Mr. Qin didn't expect to remember so clearly."

Never mention renewal!

Qin Ye held the wine glass tightly in his hand. His thoughts were churning so hard that he needed a breakthrough... a breakthrough that allows other countries to see the sincerity of the underworld in China and willing to negotiate conditions with them!

Only with the first breakthrough can we continue to talk.

Only by continuing to talk can we use interests to drive the other party’s votes!

A verbal threat is OK, but... it is a big joke that cannot be sent out in the future. Moreover... the whole world is staring at the underworld of China, and this is definitely not a good time to threaten!

Qin Ye lowered his eyes slightly, smiled uneasyly, and sipped the glass of wine.

These more than a dozen votes are likely to fly away in front of me.

He could not continue to ask, the underworld of China could not embarrass this! And the murderous intent in his heart was almost substance.

I'm shameless... I just have to be spoiled!
Chapter completed!