Trier has been on tenterhooks ever since he came down from Dongan Military Port.

He has never been to Dong'an, and his only impression of this place is the exquisite utensils and terrifying military strength.

He may have despised this eastern country before, but since the defeat of the coalition forces and the entire army was wiped out, his contempt has turned into fear.

Now, as the envoy of the defeated side, coming to this land of the victor with only a dozen assistants, it is reasonable to feel uneasy.

Fortunately, the soldiers at the military port did not make things difficult for him. They followed the rules completely and led them to the residence where the envoy was received.

After landing, Trier immediately asked the soldiers to report. He wanted to see the court officials in Dong'an as soon as possible for a diplomatic conversation.

Zhang Qian was in charge of Dong'an's diplomacy. After the news reached him, he also informed Lu Wuyou.

Lu Wuyou often talked with envoys from various countries in the past and had rich experience in this area. He did not waste any time and immediately found Su Yuan to report.

"The foreign minister of Xifeng Kingdom."

"Yes." Lu Wuyou said, "There are more than a dozen people in total, headed by Minister Trier."

Foreign Minister Xifeng is visiting, and the Xifeng government has informed Dong'an in advance to avoid misunderstandings and the ship sent over being sunk inexplicably.

Su Yuan was not surprised by this matter. He had known for a long time that Xifeng Kingdom would definitely send someone to discuss it.

There is undoubtedly only one purpose, which is to take back the captured sailors and warships.

"They want to take the invading troops back, but it's not that easy." Su Yuandao.

Of course Lu Wuyou understood what Su Yuan meant and smiled: "Your Majesty, are you ready to make Xifeng bleed profusely?"

"of course."

Since he had already prepared for Trier's arrival, Su Yuan had naturally drawn up the negotiation conditions in advance.

He said to Lu Wuyou: "Go find Xun Yu. He has a list of claims."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"By the way, the envoy from the Saxon Kingdom is here too?"

"Yes, they arrived yesterday."

"Okay, remember to arrange for them to live with Trier and others." Su Yuan smiled, "That scene must be pretty good."

Lu Wuyou suppressed a smile and nodded.

In the other courtyard where the envoy lived, Trier could not sit still in his room and went out to walk around.

Before being received by court officials, they could not leave the envoy's courtyard and could only walk around the courtyard.

When Trier came out, he found a group of people walking in the yard.

As soon as he saw the leader, his eyes immediately widened: "Powell!"

"Um?!"

The man suddenly turned his head and looked up, his mouth hidden under his beard wide open: "Damn it, Trier!"

When Trier saw Powell, he immediately became angry. He quickly walked up to him and shouted, "What are you doing here? Are you Saxons plotting something!"

Powell is the Foreign Secretary of the Saxon State. His job content is similar to that of the Foreign Secretary and his status is equivalent.

The two have known each other for a long time. They have led each other in several negotiations between Saxon and Xifeng. They can be said to be old acquaintances and old enemies.

Both of them looked down on each other, and they would choke each other every time they met. But neither of them expected that they would meet each other on Dong'an's territory.

Facing Trier's questioning, Powell sneered: "Conspiracy, huh. I'm just here to discuss cooperation with Dong'an on behalf of the Saxon country. But what about you? Trier, are you here to grovel or beg for mercy?"

Powell's sarcasm made Trier furious: "You!"

He wanted to curse, but he couldn't.

Because although Powell's words are unpleasant, they are actually correct. He, Trier, is indeed here to plead for mercy.

Seeing that his old enemy was speechless, Powell felt extremely happy in his heart and his face was full of color: "Haha, Trier, I really didn't expect that you Xifeng would end up in this situation. Tsk, it seems that our Saxon country is better.

One step ahead, you have the right chips."

At the beginning, the Saxon country resisted the pressure and did not join the alliance. It insisted on maintaining commercial cooperation with Dong'an, which was equivalent to placing chips on the poker table of Dong'an.

Now that the results are out, Dong'an wins, and Saxon naturally wins the future.

Trier's face was gloomy and he said in a threatening tone: "Powell, you'd better not be too proud. Don't forget, we are all of the same species. The closer you get to the Orientals, the more likely you will be liquidated in the future."

It will get worse!"

"Liquidation? Trier, I see you are still dreaming!"

"Asshole! What did you say?"

"How dare you scold me?!"

The two became angry and began to insult and push each other.

Their respective assistants came to stop them one after another, trying to pull them apart. But both of them had very hot tempers, and seven or eight people were stunned and couldn't hold them back.

At this time, Dong'an soldiers who heard the commotion came over and shouted: "What are you doing! Fighting is not allowed here!"

The two people who had been unable to hold back their seven or eight assistants just now calmed down and stopped after being scolded by Dong'an soldiers.

They glared at each other fiercely and turned to go back to their rooms.

Trier closed the door after entering the house, frowning and pacing back and forth.

"Oh no, this bastard Powell is here. I'm afraid he wants to persuade the Dong'an court not to return the prisoners. In this way, the naval power of the Saxon country will exceed that of our Xifeng! Our position will be in danger!"

"Damn it! This is the time to disturb the situation!"

On the other side, Powell also stroked his beard anxiously after returning to the room.

"That bastard Delz sent Trier here, probably because he was ready to bleed a lot in exchange for the prisoners. In this way, I'm afraid the trump card in my hand is not enough... No, I have to apply to the superiors immediately for more permissions.

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The two of them had their own thoughts and were anxiously waiting for the summons from the officials of the Dong'an court.

It wasn't until several hours later that Dong'an soldiers came to call for help.

The first person to be called was naturally the Saxon envoy Bowell, who had a more friendly relationship with Dong'an.

Lu Wuyou received Powell in an open-air pavilion. The two sat down on a stone bench covered with velvet cushions, and someone poured two cups of hot tea next to them.

"Mr. Lu, seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. I didn't expect you to be so young. It really makes me feel ashamed!"

When Powell opened his mouth, it was a compliment, but it came from the bottom of his heart.

Lu Wuyou is only a few years older than Su Yuan. Compared with Powell, who is only forty, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a young boy.

But Powell would not have the slightest contempt. He knew that Su Yuan was only eighteen years old this year. In the history of the Western Kingdom, there were also talented people in their teens who succeeded to the throne. Their abilities are not necessarily directly proportional to their age.

Moreover, the previous disastrous defeat of the coalition forces has proved this point.

"Mr. Powell was outrageous."

"Haha, no, I really mean it!"

The two exchanged pleasantries, drank several cups of hot tea, and finally got down to business.

Powell went straight to the point and pointed out the mission he had to shoulder.
Chapter completed!