After a while, Meng Biao stormed out, cursing as he went, leaving the soldiers guarding the door dumbfounded.
Damn it!
Meng Biao cursed, feeling like he'd been taken for a ride.
The compensation Fang Yu demanded wasn't much, but it was right at the upper limit of Meng Biao's expectations, which made him uncomfortable.
Thinking that he would still need to borrow troops from Fang Yu later, he had no choice but to reluctantly agree to Fang Yu's terms:
1. Double the sacrifice compensation for the families of the fallen soldiers.
2. Cover the losses of 15 marine ships of the Sharp Blade Army and replace them with warship-level vessels, making Meng Biao curse on the spot.
Clearly, the losses were at the ship level, but I'm being asked to compensate at the warship level?
Isn't this blatant extortion?!
However, clearly, in the art of negotiation, Fang Yu, who had once outsmarted Wang Yuanwei, the money-eyed Alchemist, completely outshone the battlefield-hardened Meng Biao.
