Hearing Kou Xuan's words, his trusted aide quickly responded, bowed respectfully, and left the study.
After the aide departed, the luxurious study became incomparably quiet for a moment.
Kou Xuan, expressionless, finished reading the document in his hand and signed his name. Only then did he unhurriedly pick up the cap, his slender fingers gently turning it, slowly clicking the golden pen shut.
Accompanied by a crisp "click," the pen was fastened, and Kou Xuan placed it atop the document.
Then he leaned back, sinking into the soft brocade chair, his brows slightly furrowed, his demeanor growing deeper in thought.
'All the upper echelons of the four major shelters have offered their congratulations?'
'This means that Qiu Tu has already been recognized by the human faction, formally becoming the second leader of the Sixth and Seventh Shelters.'
'But… judging from the intel, the two sides only held two rounds of negotiations. Consensus was reached so quickly.'
