Seeing Fiennes sitting on the sofa, he paused and the irritation on his face became even more intense.

"What are you doing here?"

Fiennes immediately stood up and smiled ingratiatingly.

"I've finished my report, now let me see the situation of the Gregardi Alliance."

"Mr. Minister, you came back so soon. Is the result of the negotiation with the wizard out?"

Shalin glanced at him unhappily and said in a whisper.

"I'm not in charge of the negotiations, so how would I know?"

He walked around the sofa, sat down behind the desk, and leaned back.

He closed his eyes as if he was extremely tired.

"Today, tens of thousands of people died in the Gregardi Alliance! How can this be easily resolved?"

"If you want to know the results, you'll probably have to wait for several days."

As he spoke, Shalin's tone became meaningful.

He drew out his voice, the emotion in it unclear.

"I heard that most people who come out of the Gregardi Alliance have stress disorders and need time to recover."

"Our representative, Fiennes, seems to be full of energy."

When it came to his personal safety, Fiennes lost all his temper.

He took the initiative to walk to Shalin's side, slightly bent forward, and made an eager promise.

"For America, a little injury doesn't matter. I can come back to work anytime!"

These words made Shalin raise his eyebrows. He half opened his eyes and looked at Fiennes.

A second later, he looked away in disgust, as if he was looking at some defective product that was about to be thrown into the trash.

"That's not necessary. We're sending ten high-ranking officials, twenty-five lizardmen, and dozens of bodyguards to Gregardi..."

Shalin counted slowly, then changed the subject.

"Now only Representative Fiennes has returned. We need time to investigate the cause before we can make follow-up arrangements for you."