At the South Gate of Crete City.
Mike nodded as he walked out of the city.
Behind him were the king of the Trolls and the king of the Dwarves.
"Don't worry, five million gold coins will be sent over very soon."
"The residents of Sarco City and Venezuela City will move out tonight."
"I hope you can persuade Lord Onevis Harvey to end this war."
Chris and Jacob spoke one after another, their faces full of flattery.
"Alright, I'll pass on the message."
Mike turned around, looked at the two kings, and said with a smile, "Today's negotiation was very pleasant. I hope it will be just as pleasant next time."
The corners of Jacob's eyes twitched twice.
'You're happy, but we're miserable.'
Two cities plus five million gold coins was not a small amount!
He squeezed out a smile that looked uglier than crying and said, "Don't worry, there won't be a next time. We Trolls and humans will be friends forever."