The same applies to the third day.
It seems the aliens are at odds with humans. You thought you could save them? I'll keep stealing and see who lasts the longest.
The methods used by the alien species to steal children became increasingly sophisticated, making tracking them more and more complicated. In the end, humanity unilaterally negotiated a settlement, attempting to find a solution acceptable to both sides.
Yan Shi understood, and it was even within her expectations. She wasn't the type to rush headlong into things, and what she hated most was the endless stream of trouble. She felt that since it was impossible to completely eliminate the problem or engage in a protracted struggle, it was better to reconcile and coexist; otherwise, it would be the children who suffered.
It's impossible that everyone thinks that way, that they don't want to give an inch, even though they have no way to deal with the alien species.
The Grand Marshal was never one to be easily swayed; once he made a decision, he would never change it. Those with differing opinions began to take to the streets in protest, seemingly intending to overthrow the Grand Marshal and rebuild the regime.
Warlocks never get involved in these things; some impulsive young warlocks would go out one minute and be dragged back home by their elders to be lectured the next.
If you don't want to accept it, take action yourself instead of taking to the streets to threaten others into changing your mind.
Regardless of external opinions, the day for peace talks will arrive in the blink of an eye.
Yan Shi dragged Zhuang Zhao along to witness history. Although she didn't like to put in the effort, she couldn't resist watching the excitement.
The location is an abandoned town in the northwest. There are a dozen or so humans and more than a dozen alien sorcerers on the human side, ensuring that they can escape unscathed no matter what happens.
Four aliens arrived: a one-eyed man in a suit, a hip-hop style guy with a lisp, a woman in a cheongsam, and a child of two or three years old.
The woman looked familiar to Yan Shi. She turned to Zhuang Zhao and whispered in his ear, asking if he was Su Meiren.
Zhuang Zhao nodded.
Then she knew who the child was; he seemed to be well-cared for, chubby and healthy.
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