"Teacher, it seems your negotiations aren't progressing smoothly." Watching the departure of the Magic Realm's source, Nero stood by Candle Dragon's side and chuckled.
"A person skilled in manipulation likes to play others in the palm of their hand. I never expected him to truly see our cooperation through to the end; in his eyes, this is already the final ultimatum for us." Candle Dragon said, glancing at the chessboard in front of him. He casually waved, disrupting all the pieces, and leaned against the window sill, gazing through the gaps in the bead curtains at Pei Yan, who had just returned to the observation platform below. The other party seemed to feel the gaze and quickly looked up in his direction.
"His sense of crisis is becoming more acute. Thanatos' actions against him haven't achieved the expected results." Candle Dragon lazily leaned against the window, not avoiding Pei Yan's gaze but instead meeting it through the bead curtains.
