Anle glanced back at King Islair, who was drenched in sweat and collapsed on the spot, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes.
"Hmph, insatiable greed, utterly disgusting." This fickle attitude is indeed quite repulsive; she wasn't lying about this, it was a genuine expression of her dissatisfaction.
And look at this king, what a character he is! A king of a country, and he's so frightened by just a few words from her.
However, this would be more advantageous for her.
Yu Rong, standing to the side, observed An Le's imposing aura, which was clearly no longer just comparable to that of a king, but rather exuded a godlike presence.
The dignity of a king has been trampled into the dust.
Thinking of the power of the thunder cannon, Yu Rong understood that the reason why King Islair was able to be forced to this point and gain absolute negotiating power was because the weapon he used was the thunder cannon.
Think from the perspective of a normal person—
What kind of power is behind the Thunder Cannon? Just thinking about it is enough to make one shudder.
Even the new emperor of the Tianqi era would be terrified.
This is absolutely terrifying and a threat to a country.
King Islay instinctively grabbed Anle's leg.
“Master, please disregard what I said before. Please give me these sixty weapons, and I will certainly fulfill my promise to you in Jincheng, and I will do my utmost to satisfy you.”
Anle chuckled softly. Although his face was not visible, the cool smile in his eyes made the king's heart sink.
Is there really no way to turn things around?
“Things are different now than last night. Your Kingdom of Islail went back on its word first, so don’t blame me for imposing demands later. Since you still want to cooperate with me, I’ll add another condition.”
The king felt relieved, as long as there was still room for negotiation.
"Then... what other conditions does the expert want to propose?" The king's voice trailed off, lacking confidence. He truly dared not anger the little girl any further.
Although he may look like a child, you can never judge a book by its cover.
Otherwise, the forces behind this child wouldn't have sent her to negotiate.
And the reality was indeed as the child said: the Kingdom of Islaile had no right to push its luck.
The Kingdom of Islail now has no support and no other choice.
The appearance of this batch of weapons is the only hope for their Kingdom of Islail.
What the child said was true. If this batch of weapons were taken to the Kingdom of Kro or the Apocalypse Empire, either country would be better able to meet her conditions.
If this child really intends to do that, then his kingdom of Islail is truly doomed.
Originally, he had already prepared for the Kingdom of Kro to annex him.
Even those two old men were helpless against the Kingdom of Kro.
Now that things have taken a turn for the better, those two ambitious old bastards have revealed their greedy nature and are starting to want even more.
If it weren't for those two old men, he wouldn't have offended this kid, and the negotiations almost fell apart.
Anle's childlike voice softened slightly.
"I need a permanent business certificate for the Kingdom of Islail, as well as a permanent residency certificate for foreign residents and a pass to enter the Kingdom of Islail."
Yesterday, while chatting idly with Yu Rong in the palace of the Kingdom of Islail, I learned from Yu Rong that, according to the rules of the Kingdom of Islail, merchants cannot do business without a certificate.
All shops, vendors, and peddlers operating without a license will be deported. Furthermore, if the amount of money involved is too large, it will constitute a crime and result in arrest and imprisonment.
If that's the case, then her border city of Golden City, which borders the Kingdom of Islaile, will be unable to conduct business with it, which will be a real headache. How will she expand her business into the Kingdom of Islaile in the future?
The king was clearly taken aback, not expecting such a simple request.
Anle looked at the stunned king and raised her voice slightly.
"What? You're not happy about it?"
The king quickly waved his hand.
"No, no, no, I'm willing, I'll process it for you immediately, but the signature—"
Anle paused for a moment, her smile beaming.
“Very good, the signature will be Lord Jincheng.”
**
Having obtained all the necessary permits, Anle was satisfied and kept the sixty torpedoes.
“King Islail, I, the descendant of the gods, will be watching everything the Islail Kingdom has done. Do not attempt to use any tricks against me, the descendant of the gods.”
Leaving behind this seemingly traceable yet untraceable warning, Anle left with Yurong.
Yu Rong stared at An Le suspiciously the whole way, thinking that this little kid wasn't very smart, but he was very good at playing the negotiation table, having King Israel in his grasp and letting her mold him at will.
She's clever, but this little girl actually left sixty cannons behind as soon as she got the documents, without any fear that they would go back on their word after taking those sixty cannons.
Anle felt somewhat uncomfortable being watched by Yu Rong the whole way.
"Just ask me whatever you want to ask. Why are you staring at me like that? It's creepy to be stared at like that."
"Aren't you afraid they'll abandon you after using your tools? Jincheng hasn't even received any relief yet. Isn't it premature for you to give them the cannons?"
Anle sat on horseback, lazily waving his hand and yawning.
"It's alright, it's alright. Didn't I already warn them? If they dare to do that, I'll make them regret it."
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