Everyone was waiting for the negotiation results.
Fine snowflakes swirled in the wind, as if intending to bury all the filth of the world.
Edward paced back and forth on the snowfield.
He was nervous.
In fact, Nan Mufeng was also nervous, everyone present was nervous.
This battlefield was Ice Country's territory; they didn't have the advantage.
...
More than half an hour later, the two who went for negotiation returned, looking relaxed.
Everyone else also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Boss, they are willing to let everyone out for the Queen's health."
"That's great!" Edward's face brightened, "Are they the Queen's people?"
"They say they are, but we can't tell."
"Do they have specific conditions?"
"No. They just mentioned that military personnel surround the snowfield, and following them is the only safe way out. What you've done here won't be publicized."
Something's not right!
Edward's heart sank; he looked at Nan Mufeng: "What do you think?"
