After the meeting.
The journalists from Ideal City, Li Ke from the Academy, and other personnel unrelated to the ceasefire negotiations almost all left the council hall satisfied.
Except for the military representatives.
Cohen sat still in his seat, angrily glaring at Chu Guang, who was sitting across the negotiation table.
This included the group of furious Weilante officers standing behind him, who looked like they wanted to devour him.
Chu Guang alone was at a loss, not knowing how he had offended these big-nosed guys again.
Fortunately, Cohen did not make him guess, and directly vented his rage.
"I am very dissatisfied with your choice of words. We have an unconditional ceasefire; this war has no winner, so you shouldn't use the word 'victory'!"
Is this what it's about...
Chu Guang scoffed in his heart.
Everyone agreed to their own versions of winning; what's wrong with saying a word to my own subordinates?
And it's not like you weren't given a chance to speak.
