The negotiation process was somewhat unpleasant. Both sides wielded sharp tongues, refusing to yield. The new Wolf Race of Texas was quite opposed to the old ways of the Wolf Race, even though this trip was supposedly coal in the snow—however, the coal had already been delivered ahead of time.
"Miss Valentina, you must know, although we are very grateful for your arrival, the people of Texas have already proven their power. We have the strength to resist the invaders."
Juliano clasped his hands, smiling, "Not only the first wave of attack from the United Kingdom, but also the Mexicans; news just came back that the Rangers led by Mr. Losa defeated the new Mexican army and even captured their president, Porfirio."
"Mr. Losa?"
Valentina keenly captured the key point. If the Texans could defeat the British, they could defeat the Mexicans too, which was nothing surprising: "I've never heard of such a character among the younger generation of the Basilicata Family."
