Shen Zueran had spoken with such conviction.
So, despite her anxiety and apprehension, Yu Lan could only endure it in silence.
She waited. Two or three days passed.
The fighting on the front lines grew increasingly fierce.
But there was still no word from Fu Chenhan.
Yu Lan couldn't sit still any longer.
'Even if Fu Chenhan is demanding significant concessions,' she thought, 'as long as it's within my power to give, I'll do it.'
This was a negotiation.
But Yu Lan couldn't gamble with the lives of the people on the battlefield.
Those were living, breathing people.
If she had a choice, Yu Lan wanted everyone to survive.
The Federation's participation was the key to winning this war.
Yu Lan rode a hovercar, speeding toward the villa on Central Star designated for the Federation People.
Meanwhile, inside the villa...
The guards posted nearby wore unconcealable expressions of anxiety and panic.
"What do we do? Has the Commander not regained his senses yet?"
