Chapter 921 (2/2)

A circular conference room, such as the Inquisition in ancient Rome. About 50 senior members of the evening church are sitting on both sides of the conference room. Judging from the packed room, it is obvious that the meeting has been going on for a long time. At the same time, all people's eyes are focused on LV Minghui.

”You are late, Monsieur bishop.” The old man in the first place looked at his watch in a low voice and said.”There was a little bit of a situation on the road.” Lu Minghui walked to the center of the round conference hall and carried his luggage to the old man.

There are many bishops of the tomb keeper sect, but there are only a few powerful ones. The old man sitting at the head of the meeting room was one of them. As the Archbishop of the tomb keeper sect, he was in charge of all powers including finance and army.

The old man nodded and didn't intend to find out the reason why he was late. His dry lips opened slowly.

”Start reporting.”

Lu Minghui nodded slightly and began to report.

”Na is not hostile to the orthodox sects led by Boyu, but hostile to us who have long been estranged from them. The agreement was quite smooth, and Jiang Chen himself liked the gifts we presented. If the shengdun system is restored, he promises to provide us with a habitat in Wanghai city. ”

Whispering in the room, people sitting at the table were relieved. The old man in the first place nodded approvingly. Obviously, he was quite satisfied with the good news brought back by the bishop.

It's almost time to see. LV Minghui adjusted her tone and then said.

”In return, they gave us a container of cocoa beans...”

The discussion in the conference room suddenly stopped, and everyone's expression froze on their faces, including the old man sitting in the first place. It's not because of embarrassment or anger, but because you're so shocked that you don't know what to look like.

Container?

What is the size of the container?

A container of cocoa beans? Not mutant fruit? Or shell Valley?

Lu Minghui did not feel any surprise when he was doing your expressions. He had experienced this feeling when he was in Wanghai City, and he had not recovered from the shock until the container was loaded on the freighter.

Looking around the high-rise in the conference room, Lu Minghui looked at the old man sitting in the first place and solemnly said.

”Na's strength is far beyond our imagination and we have to re-examine our relationship with them.”

The withered index finger rubbed on the armrest, and the old man fell into silence. Compared with the high-level people present, he thinks more about the deep meaning behind these gifts and the terrible power of Na.

There is no good will or magic power on the waste soil. Only absolute strength can make one side keep the other calm.

After a long time, the chapped lips slowly opened.

”You're right.”

Lu Minghui relaxed and bowed slightly.

”Wise decision.” (to be continued. )

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