On the Patrol Ship, Councilman Hyman's expression was frozen halfway between surprise and anger.
"Your Excellency, you truly have no sincerity in negotiation."
Upon hearing this, Mu Fan swept his gaze across the scene and laughed disdainfully, "Sorry, Councilman, it should be you who lacks sincerity."
"You said the government can make decisions for me, very well."
In this moment, all the laughter disappeared from Mu Fan's voice, becoming as cold as bone-chilling polar wind. He looked directly at Tang Ze in front of him and at the vast estate behind him.
"Then I ask you, how will you make decisions for me?"
Mu Fan's communication actions were clearly broadcast via satellite to the people of the entire planet. It had been about 20 seconds since the confrontation paused, turning still.
In their eyes, this was already a form of compromise, and some couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment.
