In the quiet meeting hall, soft light bathed the space in a warm, tranquil atmosphere. Only Su Yaoyao and Mingye were present.
With gentle, deliberate movements, Su Yaoyao carefully put away the agreement Mingye had signed, a document of immense importance.
Once it was safely stored, she looked up at Mingye, her gaze soft. "Are you really not coming back to the Imperial City with me?" she asked quietly, her voice tinged with both hope and concern.
Mingye frowned slightly, a thoughtful look in his deep eyes. "I still have some things to take care of," he said slowly.
'He knew that ceasing the sale of advanced weaponry to other planets would cause a massive uproar. It would undoubtedly anger many factions with whom he had profitable dealings. There would be a lot of trouble to clean up afterward, and he had to stay behind to handle it all properly.'
