Boluo Jialuo Mobahu was not particularly tall, but his eyes were very bright. After seeing Qin Mo's various gifts, he did not show any greed. Instead, he calmly returned some ordinary gemstones.
"Your Majesty the King of Sinhalese, our lords have established bonded zones in various kingdoms of Southeast Asia, bringing high-quality and inexpensive goods and wealth to the locals. Why do you not allow us to establish a bonded zone in Koti?"
Shia translated Qin Mo's words with a straight face. In her opinion, Qin Mo had already given this bumpkin king face, but his request was ruthlessly rejected. He really didn't know what was good for him.
"I appreciate your kindness to Koti, but Koti has no precedent of ceding territory to foreign tribes, and I cannot make an exception. I hope you will understand."
Qin Mo didn't know the meaning of the Sanskrit word "Prajñāmaṇa-mobhū," but the translation by Xiā meant "not crooked."
"In that case, how about we build a warehouse on your dock as a place for buying and selling?" Qin Mo's patience surprised Shia, and she quickly compromised.
A glint flashed in Boluogaluo's eyes, and he slowly said, "Let us build the warehouse! The Guirao caravan shouldn't go ashore so easily. There are many wild beasts in Koti, and it's not safe at night. Your ship is large, so there should be enough living space!"
Qin Mo was stunned when she heard Shia's angry translation. This was the first time she had encountered such a tough opponent. Did they really have to use cannons to pry open the colony's door?
"That's...very good!"
Qin Mo's smile perfectly demonstrated what aristocratic demeanor was, making Sri Rahula, who was serving at the side of Borogal Mobahu, feel ashamed. He was extremely interested in the bonded zone that Qin Mo described.
"Your Highness, shall we go to war?"
As soon as he came out of the palace, Shia clenched his fist and said fiercely.
"No, it's not the right time yet."
Qin Mo casually pried open her clenched fist, and Xia took Qin Mo's hand in return.
Qin Mo frowned and then relaxed, but did not let go.
Shia, who was initially timid, suddenly beamed with joy. Her long legs kicked and stomped, and the Nike-style shoes that Qin Mo had made for her moved with a devilish gait.
The setting sun cast a golden glow, shrouding Koti Port in a dreamlike veil of light. The two, like a couple, strolled along, admiring the city's scenery, forgetting all worldly troubles. Want to chat with more like-minded people about "Sailing and Conquest"? Follow "Or" on WeChat to discuss your favorite books with other book lovers.
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