The next day.
Inside the Thunder Extremes conference room.
Ferion and Jone sat at the conference table with a troubled expression.
At this moment, footsteps approached, and when Ferion and Jone turned to look, they saw Su Ming walking in, and they waved to him with a smile.
"Su Ming, you're here, come and sit!"
"Why did you call me here? What's going on?"
Su Ming asked in confusion as he sat down beside Ferion.
"Of course, we need you to help us discuss asking City Lord Alicia for money. Our minds are about to explode from thinking about it."
Ferion raised his hand and rubbed his temples, having had a restless night.
"Let me be blunt, don't get mad at me. You're asking for 20 trillion in resources, that's basically robbery; if it were me, I wouldn't want to give it to you either. Can't you ask for a bit less?"
Su Ming asked the two with a look of helplessness.
"No way, we can't back down even a little. We need this much, otherwise it's not enough."
