End Of The Poachers
In the Xu family subspace, Xu Qianghua sat in his study, the soft glow of a spiritual lamp casting long shadows across the room.
He leaned back in his chair, looking at the (mother) family sign token in his hand as it flickered to life. Yan Yuehua's familiar voice came through.
"It's done," she reported calmly. "The Fox and Snake Clans accepted the resources without much hesitation. The negotiations went smoother than expected."
Xu Qianghua raised an eyebrow, his tone casual but curious. "Is that so? I expected it to take days, maybe even weeks.
I figured there would be many people in the tribes who would not accept our offer. This is why I sent the best diplomats to deal with it, but from the looks of it, all of this was a bit over the top."
Yan Yuehua chuckled softly on the other end. "I thought the same, but our worst fears never came true.