Lin Beichen didn't pay much attention to what choice they would make. In his view, whatever choice the other party made, it wouldn't significantly affect the final outcome.
Afterward, Lin Beichen and his group rested in place while the small leader of the Ford Mercenary Corps quickly returned to the base, arriving at the assembly place of the Ford Mercenary Corps' higher-ups.
After all, facing the arrival of so many enemies, the leaders of the Ford Mercenary Corps naturally had to gather to discuss strategies.
"John, what did the other party say?"
Beside the long table, a middle-aged man sitting in the main seat asked as soon as the small leader who had gone out to negotiate with Lin Beichen walked in.
John scratched the back of his head, momentarily at a loss for words.
Actually, when he heard Lin Beichen propose those three choices, he began to ponder how the Ford Mercenary Corps should respond.
But after thinking for a while, he couldn't come up with a clear answer.
