After the divorce, the female CEO of Bingshan regretted it

"Let's talk peace!"

Philemon Roy, who was sitting in the chair with a haggard and lonely face, finally spoke out.

"What, peace talks..."

Behind them, Old General Porter and his officers, as well as Taylor and others from the think tank, stared at Philemon Roy in disbelief. He nodded. For some reason, making this decision made him feel extremely relieved. Relaxed, he sighed and said: "In order to prevent the people from continuing to suffer the pain of war, peace talks are our best choice now..."

"No, King, no peace!"

Old General Porter's eyes widened and he was excited. He knew that the peace talks that Philemon Roy was talking about meant surrender. "Our empire has not yet been defeated. There is also the Black Empire and the French Empire. As long as we unite with other The Empire, we still have a glimmer of hope, so King, we must not surrender!"

"yes…"

The generals behind him also agreed. If the Strom Empire surrenders, then the entire Western Continent will declare its surrender at the feet of the Zidong Empire.

"The king is right, peace talks are now our best choice!"

However, Taylor from the think tank looked lonely and nodded.

"Tyler, you coward, shut up."

When Old General Porter saw that Taylor also agreed to the peace talks, he was so angry that he puffed his beard and glared, wishing he could go up and strangle him.

Taylor raised his head, stared at Pert, and said without fear: "Old General Pert, accept the reality. Our empire no longer has the strength to resist the Zidong Empire's army. It is said that our army has been wiped out. Now that we don’t even have the ability to produce weapons, tell me, what are you going to use to fight the Zidong Empire now?”

"You and I…"

Old General Porter glared angrily at Taylor's rebuttal, but could not reply. Finally he snorted: "In short, I firmly disagree with the peace talks."

Philemon Roy stood up immediately. He didn't want to pay attention to old General Porter and those useless generals now, and said to Taylor: "Take David Adam to find peace talks with Jiang Chen, the commander of the Zidong Empire. As long as they are willing to cease the war, I am not worthy of being the king, as long as my people no longer suffer the disasters of war..."

"King, we really can't negotiate peace..."

Old General Porter wanted to persuade him to stop, but Philemon Roy waved his hand, "That's it, I'm tired..."

"king…"

Seeing Philemon Roy turn around and leave the headquarters, his lonely figure made everyone present have red eyes. Old General Porter burst into tears and shouted: "God is going to destroy our Strom Empire... …”

Two days later, in the capital of the Strom Empire, the king's castle...

Jiang Chen was seen standing upright on the steps in front of the king's throne in a purple robe. Standing below were Baili Shengtian and Peng Wu, Wu Yuan, Ruan Wuxiong, Deng Chengan, Huo Siyuan and other young generals.

"Meet His Highness the Third Prince..."

Then he saw Xia Houhaotian striding in wearing a golden armor and a sword on his waist. Many generals bowed to him and saluted him.

Xia Houhaotian nodded to everyone, then bowed to Jiang Chen on the steps and saluted: "General."

"Um…"

Jiang Chen still looked lukewarm and expressionless, and nodded slightly to Xia Houhaotian.

Xia Houhaotian asked: "General, haven't the kings of their three empires arrived yet?"

Wu Yuan, who was standing aside, immediately said: "Back to Your Highness, the king of the Strom Empire has submitted a peace treaty to us, as well as the Black Empire and the French Empire. Today they are coming to meet with Jiang. General, negotiate the terms of peace!”

"Haha, they are also worthy of negotiating terms!"

General Peng Wu, who was standing aside, sneered and said, "They must either surrender directly or they will be defeated by us and their country will be destroyed!"

"That's right, it's just nonsense for them to ask for peace talks at this time..." Ruan Wuxiong and other generals also nodded in agreement.

Xia Houhaotian nodded as he listened, and immediately said to Jiang Chen above: "General, Your Majesty asked me to send a message that we can cease the war, but their empire must surrender to our Zidong Empire in the name of surrender!"

Jiang Chen nodded and said, "I'll leave this matter to you."

"I?"

Xia Houhaotian's expression was startled, while Jiang Chen said expressionlessly: "The battle situation has been decided, there is no need for me to take charge. With all the generals here, you will definitely complete this matter for Your Majesty, and it's time for me to return to the academy."

"I will obey my orders."

Xia Houhaotian bowed and accepted the order.

"General, walk slowly..."

Immediately, all the generals and young generals present bowed and saluted Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen nodded, and suddenly he disappeared out of thin air. When he reappeared, he was already at Zidong College in the imperial capital...

"Junior Brother Ninth, are you back?"

Jiang Chen passed by the residence of seventh senior brother Fan Qi, who was playing chess with others. He immediately got up and ran out, stopped Jiang Chen and said with a smile, "The battle is over?"

"Ah."

Jiang Chen nodded slightly.

"Great."

Fan Qi was excited and immediately grabbed Jiang Chen's arm, "Junior Brother Ninth, then you have to come in and play chess with me for three days and three nights..."

Jiang Chen said: "Seventh Senior Brother, I have to see the teacher now."

Fan Qi's expression was startled, then he smiled and let go of Jiang Chen's arm, "Ninth Junior Brother, after you meet the teacher, you must come back and play chess with me."

Jiang Chen nodded slightly and continued to go up the mountain. He passed by the residence of Sixth Senior Brother Chen Mu and found that he was not there, so he continued up the mountain and came to the residence of Fifth Senior Sister Song Yulian. He immediately heard a moving voice coming from the pavilion in the lake. The sweet sound of the piano.

"Fifth Senior Sister, Jiang Chen is polite."

Across the lake, Jiang Chen bowed slightly and saluted the Song Yu curtain in the pavilion.

Song Yulian paused with her green and white hands, and looked up to see Jiang Chen on the road in the distance. Her pretty face was happy, and she immediately stood up and flew out. Her long green skirt danced gracefully, and her toes lightly tapped the water, making waves. Ripples come out...

"Junior Brother Ninth, you are back."

Song Yulian fell in front of Jiang Chen and said with a smile.

"Yes." Jiang Chen nodded and said, "I'm going up to see the teacher."

"Okay, senior sister will go with you."

Song Yulian smiled slightly, and of course Jiang Chen didn't mind, so he continued up the mountain with her...

Passing by the fourth senior brother Tie Qi's residence, Jiang Chen also saluted him and said hello, and then went to the third senior brother Mo Shi's residence, but Song Yulian informed the third senior brother that he had gone into seclusion again.

When we arrived at the lecture hall of second senior brother Liu Yuanbai, we could hear his preaching voice from far away. Jiang Chen stood at the door and gave him a slight salute. Liu Yuanbai also smiled at him and nodded, and continued to preach to the disciples below. …

"Junior Brother Ninth is back."

Eldest brother Ke Zhizhi was already standing at the door of his residence, facing Jiang Chen and Song Yulian as they came up.

"Elder brother..."

Jiang Chen bowed slightly and saluted, Ke Zhizhi smiled and nodded, saying, "Let's go, the teacher should be waiting for you."

Jiang Chen nodded, and Song Yulian and his senior brother continued to go up to the building on the top of the back mountain...