The two exchanged gratitude, and in the conversation, they had already developed an initial acquaintance in the Northern Territory where the frost and snow had just begun to melt, before going their separate ways.
A little further away under the corridor, Safer held a cane and looked at the back of the young viscount who was turning to leave with a gift, he squinted slightly and whispered, "This young man from the Caven Clan is truly remarkable."
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The three-day meeting continued; like melting frost and snow, the flow was slow but never stopped.
After the first day's rivalry, the four branches of the Imperial Capital seemed to have had a bucket of cold water poured over them; although they did not admit defeat, they realized that they could not force it.
In the following two days, their tone was noticeably more restrained, proposals became more cautious, frequently concluding with "negotiation" and "discussion".
