Aishwarya had taken the bait. She would play a considerable role in this matter.
Lin Qi didn't reply to Aishwarya again. For one, it wasn't necessary. For another, he had used up all his dialogue attempts. Guang Ling looked completely drained, which truly limited Lin Qi's room to maneuver.
But it was fine. The process had been a bit condensed, but the result was good.
Just as Lin Qi was in Meditation and his thoughts drifted to Guang Ling.
A new email arrived.
The email was from Guang Ling.
[I wish to convene an emergency meeting and postpone the regular meeting, originally scheduled for March 23, 2089, by another seven days to March 30, 2089. If you can attend this emergency meeting, please reply to this email, and I will send the meeting invitation.]
Lin Qi glanced at the time. It was already past three in the morning. An emergency meeting at this hour was rare.
But this was a meeting of the Highest-Level Mercenary Corps, and Lin Qi would naturally attend.
