Wei Zhentian held the letter in the council hall and asked everyone present, wanting to know if this matter was true.
The answers he received all confirmed its truth.
"Good, good! Good!"
Wei Zhentian's body trembled slightly as he sat back down; his hand, holding the teacup, shook tremulously. He concealed his excitement and said to those who came for peace talks, "Go back and tell Xiong Sandao that the Lingnan Chamber of Commerce needs to carefully consider before giving a reply."
After hearing this, those people withdrew.
"Tell me, is this really true?"
Wei Zhentian approached Su Xuan, holding him by the shoulders and asking directly.
Su Xuan didn't speak, only nodding his head.
"You tell me, is it really true?"
He asked Miao Qingfeng, who had just come from the chemistry lab and hurried over upon hearing about the group of strangers in the hall.
Looking utterly bewildered, Miao Qingfeng imitated Su Xuan's earlier gesture and nodded.
